Tuesday, November 24, 2015

It Arrived

A chilly day came through yesterday and I was on cloud nine. I love living here in South Florida for so many reasons. The weather is definitely one of them but occasionally I want to dress like it’s Fall. Monday I got the opportunity. It was 65◦ when I left for work. I had already planned my two outfits for the short work week but when my son told me it was “cold” outside I jumped at the change to wear this skirt I thrifted about a month ago. I took Krys to Goodwill to find pieces he could wear during Homecoming week. There were some neat themes and I was glad he participated. I wasn’t planning to buy anything but some black pants to wear on Friday nights while volunteering as a band parent but this skirt was in my way. See how I did that?! Checked out and it was discounted so I paid maybe $3 or less for it. #everydaylowprice

Winter Wear

Another fine example of someone else junk being someone else’s treasure. In this case, mine. I felt like I had been to the mall and hit up Bloomingdale’s. I’m thankful for this find. See what I did there?!

Winter Wear

Have a beautiful day just because, Xo!

Tuesday, November 17, 2015


My life. My life. Not the Mary J. Blige version but I am really thinking about my life. My son has a year and a half of high school left. I have struggled with the idea to continue teaching. I even looked into teaching abroad. I can really see myself traveling and teaching. I can see myself doing a few things, heck anything but returning to a classroom. I certainly don’t want this to be a negative post because I’ve written a few of those and teaching is such an amazing gift. I just feel stifled. Exhausted. I feel overwhelmed some days. I am bored so I know the students are with the drill and practice of test standardize test prep. Those days when I do me and just teach from the heart with no mandated script are my best days. I connect with the kids. I get to hear their thoughts and be exposed to what’s really on their minds and in their hearts. Even the most difficult students are developing me in areas of patience, prayer and forgiveness.

I find so much joy and pleasure truly loving on kids. Giving beyond the textbook to those students who don’t have everyone’s attention. The ones who have the potential to be standout students, contribute to student life and even go off to college if one dedicated person was in their corner. I guess this sounds like I should be a guidance counselor or mentor role. Truth is depending on your schools needs a guidance counselor can spend very little time counseling and those who they are doing so much for are either those who are totally failing or succeeding. So I’m leaning more towards a PAID mentor role. Is that even doable?

The kids who are in the middle just slide through and are never challenged to engage. I want to be that person but I don’t really know how.  Or maybe it’s that I know how but I don’t see the opportunity clearly. I want to work with the unpolished teens and students. I want to connect them with people that I’m connected to in order to see them flourish. I’d like to use literature to reach the hearts of students who are experiencing challenges and don’t feel comfortable sharing that with anyone but can find solutions in the pages of a book like I did.

I want to walk away from my job and become the Ms. Blue that can pray with kids, check on them after school hours because someone should be able to without fear of being fired for overstepping boundaries, help them attend prom, stick it out with them if they get pregnant (I had my son my last year of college #beentheredonethat), support them through tragedy, sit with them to assist with completing a college application and so much more. But I’m afraid. That I can’t do those things and provide for me and my son. I’m afraid that to many it sounds like what is already being done even though I know it isn’t. Not enough anyway. There’s can never be too many championing for our youth.

I have this plan. I have this dream. I’ve been working on it for quite some time but it sits in my heart and head like a stubborn baby not ready to be born. I’ve written the vision. I’ve prayed over it. I’ve shared it with those I know will remind me of it when I’m tempted to give up and become complacent. I call them the protectors of my dream. I’ve looked into ways to make it happen from grant writing to working for someone else to learn more and it’s just not happening. And so I wait and while I wait I’ll mediate on this scripture:

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Mixing It Up

Animal Print Mixing_03

This post serves a twofold mission. One is for you to see my attempt at print mixing. Something I don’t often do because I’m not very comfortable with it. At least not yet.  I know I can buy coordinates that are already mixed but I’m sticking to my no buy challenge and using Pinterest and other blogs for inspiration. I really really like this skit but I had gotten bored with the white or black top I usually wear with it. I wa uable to come up with a new look so I tucked it away for a while. The last time I wore it was last year here. The shirt is a crop top that I also haven’t worn in a while. No reason, just passed it by when planning outfits. One of the rules of print mixing is to stick with the color theme. The black and white in the skirt pulled my eye towards this top. I hoped it worked. If not, oh well, I felt good and church was awesome.

The second reason I’m writing this post it to debut my new hair style. If you follow my Facebook fan page than you are already aware of this announcement. I’ve been in a rut with my hair. A tapered cut for me has run its course. I knew I wanted something different. I wanted to mix it up but I didn’t want the hassle of dealing with lose natural hair. My inspiration came from my kids. My son asked about a year ago if he could grow his hair out for locs. I was ok with the idea because I was certain he would get bored with the fro and cut it. Prior to him making this decision I had decided I would start locs for my 40th birthday. PSA: I am not 40! And there’s nothing wrong with being 40.  It was something I would announce from time to time over the years. My mom even made the attempt once and gave up. I just happen to be up extremely late one night this past week and I started pondering that my son’s confidence level shoot up the day he left the loctician. Then I thought about the fact that I had not gotten a haircut since September 2nd. I had also posted on my IG that I wasn’t planning on getting a cut anytime soon. So that was the start…

Animal Print Mixing_02

I knew I wanted long hair but not long loose hair. I have zero time to for the upkeep. So I started looking at YouTube videos. I watched a lot of them. Like a loooottttt of them. I read some blogs. Watched some more YouTube videos and then I just sat quietly going over the pros and cons. My biggest hesitation was that my sides were short and the awkward stage. At first I was gonna do shaved sides and locs on top but after asking the loctican how long they needed to be and getting the green light, I decided on a head of locs. Truth is I wear short hair well and even when growing the fro there was an awkward stage. I eventually stopped researching (I’d been up about 3 hours and had to be at work at 7:30am). Instead, I spent time praying. I try NOT to make life changing decisions without prayer. Locing isn’t cheap and once I jumped in I was gonna go all the way. I would need to endure the process. I just asked God if it was the right time and felt at peace that it was. Called the loctician the next day and was in her chair on Saturday.

Animal Print Mixing _01

I plan to share my journey here on the blog. The plan is to post every 2 months about my hair as long as something is happening. At the end of the day life is fleeting and there’s no reason to not try something different. Mix it up!

What’s something you’ve been considering do but haven’t stepped out on faith to do? What will it take for you to move?

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...