EarthWindFire82 of Memphis

In light of the dreadlock debacle in Tulsa, OK , as well as my own transition, I felt the need to really take a look at this hair situation.  Usually, I have something in mind about how I feel, but I'm really in a situation where I am befuddled.   Now, the Tulsa situation where Tiana Parker found herself leaving her school over dreadlocks incensed me.  But when I looked at the school's website, and saw THIS: This wasn't the decision of a non-person of color, this was a rule enforced by a Black woman!  I found myself very damn confused.  How could a Black woman, with her hair in what appears to be a natural style, put a rule in place that bans a style that is natural?  Though the policy has been amended to no longer be hairstyle specific, the pot has been stirred. In the midst of it all, I thought back to about 13-14 years ago when I was going to a lot of programs intended to prepare Black kids for the professional world.  I remembered asking a Black professional w

Thank you Chescaleigh for this bit o' good sense...

Under any post about moms being frustrated or less than Heidi Klum giddy, you'll see the following comments.. "Why have them if you won't take care of them?" "There are people out here who would LOVE to have kids" "Give them to someone else who'll love them" "HOW DARE YOU say such things about your kids?!" The comedy is that you'd think that those comments came as a response to something like a mom admitting she beats her kids on Tuesdays after dinner.  But those and other comments have come from the few times moms are actually honest about the fact that they just get damn tired and frustrated sometimes. It has come to my attention that moms are not expected, nor allowed to be honest about how they feel.  We are supposed to walk around with a smile on our faces at all times, and we can't tell anyone about the moments when we just want to be in silence.  Whether we have a co-parent to help or not, it just seems

Some time ago, I wrote about an emotional vampire. I keep thinking about her because she is something I have never had to deal with in my life.  I have not lost many people I considered CLOSE friends.  One situation involved the alleged friend getting mad because I didn't know enough of her business to tell her what her man was doing.  She hasn't talked to me in about 4-5 years, and I haven't even tried to make contact.  Not because I was so angry with her, but because she was the textbook example of why I don't get too terribly involved with people's relationship issues..the violated party gets mad that you didn't intercede, and the violator makes peace and then the violated is mad at you and hugged up with her boo. If that didn't make sense, dude does something bad, you don't tell the girl because you got your own problems, she finds out and gets mad at YOU but makes peace with HIM so you lose a friend and they are yet cool. Yeah.  Shit's dum

Since I'm on my Law & Order: SVU...and since my dadgummed streaming service is acting stupid..I will share some thoughts 1.  My upstairs neighbor needs to break up with her dude again.  While she was on edge, her kids didn't run around and stampede all over the top of my damned head.  It's 20:21 on a school night and they won't sit the hell down! 2.  As if I'm not already on edge because of the incessant noise from my upstairs neighbor's bad ass kids, Netflix froze up YET AGAIN. 3.  A picture of President Obama with his foot on his desk has sparked "outrage".  We have kids being murdered, people struggling to feed their families, Church's out of spicy chicken and fokes are mad because he put his damn foot on his damned desk.  Do you not understand how pissed that makes me?  It isn't because I love the POTUS so much, but because I realize that people hate him so much that they really sit around nitpicking him. 4.  Sheryl Underwoo

After looking on the interwebs for months, asking people who knew what the hell they were doing and following a whole lot of Pinterest boards and whatnot, I decided last week to wash my hairs out and take inventory of my natural hairs. I would say that I'm about 71% natural now, which could easily be 100% if I wasn't all scurred to chop off about 4 inches o' hairs.  By choice, I said that I always needed enough to put in a ponytail until I got the hang of it.  I have given myself six months before I hack the remaining relaxed hair. Six months. Then it's bye, bye, bye. Aight, so last night I decided to unass the bun and try a twist out.  Here's what I did: *dampened my hair with a spray of water and argon oil. *put on some Shea Moisture curling gel and combed through like they told me on the side o' the jar. *pulled the strands tight and did a two strand twist. *took a blow dryer to it so I wouldn't catch The Monia. *put a satin scar