TZ on Michael Jackson

Greetings Laff Lovers,

So it turns out Michael Jackson is dead and the nasty jokes
are already circulating (not that they ever stopped). But me
personally, I feel bad for the poor son of a b***h.

He had a terrible life. He never had a childhood. He never
had a family life. And ever since he was a little kid every-
body he knew fed off of him like leeches. He never had any
normal relationships. How do you think a person like that
would end up? I think we already know.

Was he a bizarre freak? Yes, but you probably wouldn't turn
out any better if the places were reversed. So let's hope
things are better for him in the afterlife.

Speaking of which, did you hear that McDonald's is coming
out with a special meal deal in memory of Michael? It's 50-
year-old meat between a couple of ten-year-old buns.

Eulogistically,

TZ

Source: Laffaday.com

Henna Part II

A couple of articles suggested that I try henna a second time since it didn't go so well the first time. You can read all about it here .

Once again, I got the same results, so I guess henna is not for me.

I'll just stick to what I know best when it comes to conditioning my hair:

Cantu Shea Butter Leave In Conditioning Repair Cream

Castor Oil

Shea Butter

I just mix a little bit of each in the palm of my hair, rub my hands together (to heat it up), and slap it on! :0)

Castor oil and shea butter leave my hair silky soft and moisturized.

I've heard a lot about coconut oil and olive oil also, so those are on my "To Buy" list.

What do you use to make your hair soft?

R.I.P Michael

The King of Pop, Michael Joseph Jackson, died yesterday on June 25, 2009. I was too distraught to write anything when it happened. Plus, I was literally shaking and in complete denial the whole day. My heart sank when TMZ announced that he was rushed to the hospital.

It still feels like a bad dream.

The media kept going back & forth after TMZ announced his death. I kept praying over and over that it was a mistake. I couldn't believe it! He was just too young to die!

When it really sinks in, his death is going to hit me very hard. It's like a close relative has passed. I'm still not all here.

Still think I'm gonna wake up from this horrible dream....

I just thought GOD would have given him one more tour, one more comeback, one more song... Or at least a chance to clear his name and leave this Earth as the icon he once was.

Thanks to the movie, Say Uncle, I no longer believe that he was a child molester. Just wished he had a chance to prove it.

Even with his quirky behavior, I still loved his music. I couldn't even begin to comment on his impact in the music world. It takes an extraordinary man to be named a king, let alone The King of Pop. The man was a genius. The greatest entertainer to ever live. Why do the good ones die young?

I love you and I will miss you, Michael Jackson.






(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)

Henna

Almost every one on this hair blog I visit daily have been going on and on about Henna and how great it is. I'm a PJ, which is short for product junkie, a person who buys a lot of products every chance they get, so I had to buy some and try it out.

I ordered it from Henna For Hair since they listed all of these qualities for using henna:

- Absolutely no chemicals;
- Can be used by almost everyone without drastic side-effects;
- Can be used as a natural conditioner;
- Gives your hair long lasting lustrous shine;
- Gives your hair silky texture

Henna also kills head lice and ringworm, and also helps with dandruff.

Since I was using it as a conditioner, I had to mix the henna with lemon juice so it would into a paste (like thick mashed potatoes). The mix must be kept overnight so the dye can be released. The next day, I mixed some more lemon juice and then coated my hair with it. I let it sit in for 4 hours and then washed it out.

Hair BEFORE Henna

Hair AFTER Henna

My results:

Pros:

• The color was beautiful, but since I didn't dye my hair routinely, it eventually faded.
• My hair did have a shine to it, but it eventually faded.

Cons:

• It did not condition my hair
• I did not get "silky texture"
• The dye stained my walls, tub, and shower curtains. Took 1 month of bleaching/washing to come out.
  
• The dye would leak when I added anything in liquid form to my hair.

Have you ever used henna on your hair?

One Week Later

Remember how I was saying that I would NEVER wear my TWA (teenie weenie afro) in public again? Well I lied!

There was a street fair and it was at least 20 blocks long. Now, I sweat profusely on an 80 degree day so picture me with a shoulder-length wig walking in the sun for 5+ hours! I think I lost like 10 pounds that day!

And I had no shame when I scratching my head underneath the wig or when I was taking the wig OFF to wipe the sweat or to let my hair breathe! O_o

Ever since that dreadful day, I've worn my hair out with a smile PASTED on my face. I'm so happy to be so FREE! I don't know how women do it to themselves. I don't know how I did it all those summers before with hair down my back...

It's all coming back to me......I used to braid my hair in the summer so I wouldn't sweat out my Barbie-like perms!

Anyway, now my TWA is my best friend.



After baking-soda deep treatment


We have our ups and downs but at the end of the day, I'm glad that I decided to go on this natural hair journey.

Wife catches Husband Cheating!

The wife came home early and found her husband in their bedroom making love to a very attractive young woman.

And she was somewhat upset. 'You are a disrespectful pig!' she cried. 'How dare you do this to me -- a faithful wife, the mother of your children! I'm leaving you. I want a divorce right away!'

And the husband replied, 'Hang on just a minute love, so at least I can tell you what happened.' 'Fine, go ahead,' she sobbed,' but they'll be the last words you'll say to me!'

And the husband began -- 'Well, I was getting into the car to drive home, and this young lady here asked me for a lift. She looked so down and out and defenseless that I took pity on her and let her into the car.

I noticed that she was very thin, not well dressed and very dirty. She told me that she hadn't eaten for three days.

So, in my compassion, I brought her home and warmed up the enchiladas I made for you last night, the ones you wouldn't eat because you're afraid you'll put on weight. The poor thing devoured them in moments.

Since she needed a good clean-up, I suggested a shower, and while she was doing that, I noticed her clothes were dirty and full of holes, so I threw them away.

Then, as she needed clothes, I gave her the designer jeans that you have had for a few years, but don't wear because you say they are too tight.

I also gave her the underwear that was your anniversary present, which you don't wear because I don't have good taste.

I found the sexy blouse my sister gave you for Christmas that you don't wear just to annoy her, and I also donated those boots you bought at the expensive boutique and don't wear because someone at work has a pair the same.'

The husband took a quick breath and continued - 'She was so grateful for my understanding and help that as I walked her to the door, she turned to me with tears in her eyes and said, 'Please ... Do you have anything else that your wife doesn't use?'

Final BC/First Day Experience

Three is my favorite number and every time I have to do something more than once, I'll make sure to stop at three. That being said, I'm done chopping my hair off! Now the only time I will pick up a pair of scissors will be to trim my hair.

Took the weave out on May 27,09. So now it was time to finally get over my fear of change and "rock" my natural hair. It was all fun and games until it ultimately hit me....there was no turning back! I couldn't re-sew my hair on! O_0

I'd never had hair shorter than this:





But when I'm motivated, there's no stopping me!

Following several pep talks, I decided to go outside and show off the new look.

Oh-eM-Gee! I don't think I've ever felt SO uncomfortable in my life! The stares were UNBEARABLE! It got to the point where I just kept waiting for someone to point and laugh.

After that horrible four hours, I decided that I could NOT and would NOT ever do it again! If I was going outside, I would wear either a hat, hood, scarf, or SOMETHING. I didn't care if it was 100+ degrees outside, my hair wouldn't EVER make another appearance!

Being a very shy person, I should have prepared myself for the inevitable but I didn't so all of the staring made me panic in a way I hadn't before.

But then something happened!

I was explaining the whole ordeal to my little sister, when my mom entered the room. She stood between us, turned to me, and said, "I TOLD YOU! I told you that you looked ugly and that NO man would even look your way anymore! YOU LOOK LIKE A BOY! Go get your hair braided, STUPID!"



....WOW....



What's that saying...something about the comfort of home?! As if I wasn't down in the dumps already?

Well long story short, my mom broke the little spirit I had left. My sister and a few friends tried to mend it but they could not succeed. I didn't leave the house for a week and when I had to go to church, I threw on a wig. It was hot and uncomfortable and I had to be in the sun for 5+ hours but I didn't care.

I mean what female in their right mind would want to step out looking like an ugly boy?