Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. We did, got a little rest, did some shopping and taking care of business, TCB as we used to call it. I took the week off from blogging because I have been so busy. I love to express myself through writing and I want to be able to share my life experiences and hope to encourage someone.
I love my Keurig, but the timer and auto shut off quit working. Time for another one. This is such a convenient way to make coffee, I used to set it for 5:45, go down make our coffee and be set. Now I have to wait about 2-3 minutes for it to “warm up” before I can use it. I want one for my bedroom.
The ever going question about wearing white after Labor Day. Times are different now, I was raised in the 60s and 70s. We didn’t wear white before Memorial Day and after Labor Day. It has taken me years to change my attitude about that, it was taught to me from as far back as I can remember. My mother would pack up all the summer stuff, especially white clothing and put it up after Labor Day and wouldn’t bring it out until May and we couldn’t wear anything white until after Memorial day. I didn’t even wear white on Easter. So it’s taking me time to get used to wearing white other than the summer months, but I’m working on it. I swear when I first started trying to do it, I would hear my mother, it’s after Labor Day, put those white pants away girl. This was even before she passed away. I know, I’m getting better. I plan on wearing a yellow dress and white sandals to church on Sunday. I know you all don’t have a problem with it, I see young ladies rocking white in the winter. Go ladies!
I have been applying for jobs, taking online assessments and even a phone interview! Things are done so different now, the phone interview was very frustrating because she was interviewing me about my skills and on the job experiences. She actually wanted me to give her examples of situations while I was working and how I handled the particular situation. It was tough because I didn’t want to make something up, so I had to really think about and I used examples from my job now. The whole process took an hour and I’m waiting for the next step, the hiring manager to call me for an interview person to person hopefully. I was relieved when it was over and I’ve learned one thing about a phone interview, relax, breathe and have your resume available to go over. I was sitting at my computer, resume and cover letter up and the website of the company I was interviewing with. I’m listed with several job sites and they send leads to you via email. I also follow Rat Race Rebellion on Facebook and they send good leads as well.
One of my goals with this blog is to help women be more supportive of one another regardless of our differences. I’m not an expert or play one on TV, I just know that we need to do better. That means, race, religion, economic status, size, sexual preference and HAIR style. I am growing weary of this debate about black women and our hair. I’m going to address this in my blog on a regular basis because we have lost ourselves in the middle of a debate that we don’t need to have. If we aren’t fighting with one another, celebrities are saying things they have to apologize for later to schools that say our hairstyles are fads. Let me say this, it doesn’t matter how you wear your hair it really doesn’t, I will accept you. Get this, I will even compliment you on your hair no matter what style you are wearing. How cool is that???? It’s a personal preference, a choice. I’ve worn my hair in so many different styles, short natural, relaxed short, relaxed shoulder length and an occasional braid style. Hair is such a big thing with
black women, I get it, we allow it to consume us and we go crazy when someone disagrees with us or says something out of line. The next time someone wants to say which hair is better, do your part and say it’s all good, every one of you ladies are beautiful with whatever hairstyle you are wearing. Let’s cut out the crazy talk and learn to accept each other.
Be fabulous, have a wonderful weekend everyone.