cheap thrills and how to make your do rag smell pretty

i have a serious crush on peacock feathers. this mug is my new “go to” cup in the mornings. it’s filled with either mocha latte or herbal tea. i got it at target about a year ago. it was the LAST one on the shelf. I elbowed a sweet couple out of the way just to get first forced dibs on the thing. kidding. but i would’ve. i have guns and will power. if you want one of your very own maybe you can check the on-line store. good luck.

 

lately my do rag, braids, hair in general smells of lemongrass and patchouli. i keep wiffin myself cause i smell so darn delectable. i get high from sniffin patchouli. read about the health benefits here. not of sniffin yourself, but of using patchouli.

 

 

last and certainly least, my fancy dollar store fly swatter. if you are going to have a fly swatter hanging in your rv, pad, or where ever you dwell, it may as well be a fancy fly swatter with a big ass purple flower on it. it’s so pretty i don’t even want to use it. i just want to look at it. oh, pretty fly swatter.

 

upcoming news teaser:

we will be selling our motor home and buying a travel trailer

we are blowing this joint — leaving alvin

we are thrilled!!!! and i will give you more detail when my lucky unicorn gives me the green light.

 

tweezers, backbone and lipstick

 

what i feel every girl needs

comfy pants

the right to think and reason like a woman without feeling condemned

her signAture wine (or beer)

a backbone

tweezers

a body pillow

love for her hips

her signAture scent

enough security within herself to be able to support other women

her signAture lipstick or gloss

her own opinion

tenderness

grit

a real journal and pen

a good luck charm(s)

the ability to never undermine or second guess her gut instincts

a creative way(s) to express herself

to unapologetically stand her ground

mascara

the ritual of picking flowers for herself

 

it’s flake-n-bake! and i helped!

 

 i use to view myself as rather flakey — jumping from one interest to another. I can never just simply be “a part” of something i am interested in, i have to “own” it. over a decade ago, i couldn’t just be in a play. i had to manage or be an overseer of my fellow thespians. later on in my journey when i saw that people could make their own candles, i couldn’t just purchase one of their candles, take it home and enjoy it. i had to start making and selling my own candle line… which i enjoyed immensely. especially since i had an infant at the time and needed to have a silent type of play time that was just for me. not to say that being a nurturing mama wasn’t enough… later on …i saw that i could make soaps, lotions, etc. sold those. then i saw that i could make salves and herbal teas. made flashy labels, made homemade looking labels. set up shop at a farmer’s market and did quite well. several years ago i couldn’t “just get a massage”, i had to become a massage therapist…and of course i couldn’t work for somebody else. i had to have a house where i could set up my own practice. the point is, i can never just experience something, i have to own it. and when i am a part of something i am passionate about it. the enthusiasm really is legit. and i get so many people involved in what i am doing. i give people whiplash with all of my latest shenanigans. even tho i have enjoyed each new hobby or interest with a fierce passion, i have felt sort of flakey, ya know? how is that one little person can be so excited about so many things — get so many people involved and then shift shapes on them? again and again? a few weeks ago i was feeling like i cannot commit to anything. even the fun things. i was looking at my shape-shifting as a flaw. i started to really think about the bottom line as to why i change so much and wondering why i didn’t have any stability in any of my interests. lucky for my sanity, i like the practice of getting still and listening when it’s time to get good and serious about something. a few weeks ago, i took these questions to my getting still retreat and got some favorable answers. here is what i was told: “your true interest has never changed. in fact your TRUE interest has always been as consistent as the honey you use to sweeten your homemade herbal tea with… you are interested in creativity. you are interested in learning. you are a consistent learner, creator and marketer. you haven’t changed a bit. the essence of who you are has been consistent throughout your bohemian eclectic  journey. don’t undermine who you are. celebrate the fact that you love to learn and create and draw other people into your experiences.” and with that sweet piece of epiphany, guess what i did? i owned that too!

 

latest interest include, but are not limited to:

pin-up photography & editing

flamboyant picture frames and hair pin making

zen-sational green (aromatherapy) house cleaning

scentsy – multi-level marketing

 

it’s been awhile

i have some things i have been stewin on. i’ll be blogging about them very soon. for now here are a couple of nuggets that keep clankin in my head.

1. closed doors are not god’s/spirit’s/the univ’s way of saying  ”no” to a situation. closed doors can very well create an opportunity to blow your roof off…what is better? an open door? or a roof that has been completely blown off?

2. i don’t need to force solutions on so called problems. I need to accept how things are right now. everything is EXACTLY how it needs to be.

3. i’ll expound later with the 7 spiritual laws to life.

xxox