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Part 2 is still stuck in drafts. It was a long post too, but I ended up changing everything and simplifying my life after I discovered shea butter. My hair loves, loves loves it. It softens and stretches it out like nothing I've used before. My hair regimen is pretty simple now:  Spray with my aloe vera mix just to get some water in my hair (water is the best moisturizer): aloe vera juice + rosemary oil + tea tree oil (cos my scalp is mad itchy) + some random conditioner. Massage shea butter into my hair.  Put in a bun.  Run to work.  I need to get back into the habit of washing more often. It's just so tedious to detangle.  http://bostonchile.blogspot.com/2012/04/i-whip-my-hair-back-and-forth.html#.UI3nR8UR4xE

Talk about an ageless beauty, and classic music, never out of style.

I love pintrest, even though I can never spell it correctly. I surf the web a bit too much. Sigh. Anyway, in my surfing adventures, I always come across some thing I like depending on my obsession at the time. In the past, I would right click and save to my computer and then promptly forget about it. I discovered Evernote , and I became a bit better. I would clip recipes I come across using their Evernote clipper browser add on. I even used it for shopping lists too. Right now, Pinterest is my latest cookbook. I have been adding recipes for the past year or so. It's all good except that I haven't been making them. I am up to 56 pins right now. So I am going to challenge myself from now until the end of the year to start actually cooking the food I've been pinning. Last week I made the following: Spanish Chicken. It was pretty good! Source:  pickyin.blogspot.com  via  oluyemisi  on  Pinterest Thai Basil Chicken: except I fo...

I am champion grudge bearer.  I have tried to deny this aspect of myself. I am not proud of it and I often try to rationalize it. It was their fault, they took my kindness for weakness, they pushed me to the limit. I told them several times about themselves, yet they persist in their wrongdoing. I am not FORGIVING them.  I really hate this about myself.  Especially since I am supposed to be a Christ follower and all. And He very clearly said, forgive. In several ways and in several gospels, He said FORGIVE.  Matthew 5:39  But I say, do not resist an evil person! If someone slaps you on the right cheek, offer the other cheek also. Luke 17:4  Even if that person wrongs you seven times a day and each time turns again and asks forgiveness, you must forgive. Mark 11:25  But when you are praying, first forgive anyone you are holding a grudge against, so that your Father in heaven will forgive your sins, too. The past few months have been insan...

I just finished my third reading of the Wizard of the Crow and it is still as excellent as it was when I first read it many years ago. Wizard of the Crow is a humorous book (well, satire would be a better word here), about a fictional African country, its government, in particular its despotic ruler for life and two people, one accidental, one on purpose who actively seek to make life better for the people. I love this book. The fact that I have read it more than once is proof enough. I rarely read a book more than once, and I rarely buy a book either, why buy when you can borrow and return? I bought this book twice and on each buying I read it as intently as if I were reading it for the very first time. It's just that good.

It's been a Soul II Soul morning for me...

So I haven't been in a Goodwill store in months which is pretty amazing since I drive by one every day on the way home from work and at least once a week on the way home from church. Since I had completed my decorating for the apartment, I felt there was no need to add more stuff. However, about two days ago, on the way home, I had the biggest urge to go into Goodwill. I tried ignoring it but I finally gave in. It was pretty sparse but I managed to walk away with these for little more than five bucks. I also saw this fly desk for just $29.99 but no truck, no bother. Now off to google how to restore these tins to like new condition. 

She puts all my thoughts about my shyness + introvertedness into words.

My father taught me how to write a letter when I was five or six.  I remember sitting next to him on our golden brown plush sofa in our flat in Anthony Village, Lagos, Nigeria. He said to me, let's write a letter. I must have asked how to do such a thing because I remember him breaking down the components of a letter as I dictated what I wanted him to say. Dear Daddy Ilorin,  Hope this letter meets you well.  My father told me that you start a letter by asking about the recipient's well being, and the rest of the family. Then you give news about yourself and family. Then finally you end this way:                                                                                                         ...