<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:57:14.085-07:00</updated><category term='The Perm'/><category term='Book Reviews'/><category term='Color'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Love'/><category term='The Curl'/><category term='husband'/><category term='3 Wks 3 Days'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category term='Healings'/><category term='Exercise'/><category term='Aspirations'/><category term='Dr. Cornwell'/><category term='Day 1'/><category term='Afros'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Fun Things'/><category term='Empowerment'/><category term='6 Months'/><category term='Self-Love'/><category term='Consultations'/><title type='text'>Sis. RJQueen10</title><subtitle type='html'>MY LOCKS--My self-LOVE Experience!  SCRIPTURE:  1 Corthinians 13</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-8582553013124424652</id><published>2009-04-18T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:12:40.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><title type='text'>My Hair is growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SeqV6REBRnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/MG5nGErz8L8/s1600-h/RJQueen2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326234337564247666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 64px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SeqV6REBRnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/MG5nGErz8L8/s400/RJQueen2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God (and anyone else out there reading me),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo I took of myself the first week of March. It is now time to re-tighten my hair. After this is done, I will post agian. It is difficult at times not to compare my hair length to the amount of hair BlaqKofi's mother has accomplished over a similiar length of time of being lock. I remind myself we are a uniquely made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis RJQueen10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-8582553013124424652?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/8582553013124424652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=8582553013124424652&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8582553013124424652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8582553013124424652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hair-is-growing.html' title='My Hair is growing'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SeqV6REBRnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/MG5nGErz8L8/s72-c/RJQueen2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-7685131934091192934</id><published>2009-01-07T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:19:43.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>Happy 2009!!!--- It is time, It Is Time, IT IS TIME... for change!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Woman's Strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SWWOj-mqhdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/k60EpewgqXY/s1600-h/A+Woman%27s+Strength.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288790086168249810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SWWOj-mqhdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/k60EpewgqXY/s400/A+Woman%27s+Strength.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A woman has strengths that amaze me... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She holds happiness, love &amp;amp; opinions &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She smiles when she feels like screaming &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She sings when she feels like crying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She cries when she's happy, and laughs when shes afraid,&lt;br /&gt;and her love is unconditional. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only one thing wrong with her: she forgets what she's worth! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; (and anyone else out there reading me...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This photo below is an attempt I made to curl and sytle my hair. I enjoyed the results. It was lots of work and it did not last a very long time, because I sweat really, really hard when I exercise. But it was a chance to try a new and different look! I love, Love, LOVE My Locks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is amazing to me, how many people are willing to trust me in their hair. Since Creyole, taught me to retighten my own hair, I have had numerous offers. It usually starts when people ask me who does My Locks. and after I state that I do the retightening, they quickly offer to pay me to do their hair. I remember being so, cautious, so concerned, and so careful it is still amazing how uninhibited others are concerning their head and their hair. Oh yes, it is completely flattering also, to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;be the glory!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year my birthdate is going to be the coolest!!! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;09/09/09&lt;/span&gt;! I am so ready to start celebrating for the whole month of September again!!! But I shall be patient, Patient, PATIENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288798518071299490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SWWWOx5AjaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-dkFIQk4OwQ/s400/Me2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to share, let me know you were here by leaving me a comment...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-7685131934091192934?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/7685131934091192934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=7685131934091192934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7685131934091192934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7685131934091192934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009-it-is-time-it-is-time-it-is.html' title='Happy 2009!!!--- It is time, It Is Time, IT IS TIME... for change!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SWWOj-mqhdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/k60EpewgqXY/s72-c/A+Woman%27s+Strength.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5864802738630010220</id><published>2008-11-21T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:08:41.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><title type='text'>The Tongue Can Be Your Worst Enemy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SSaj6kUdF5I/AAAAAAAAATs/iNltKhfsNhg/s1600-h/Me2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271080640460953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SSaj6kUdF5I/AAAAAAAAATs/iNltKhfsNhg/s400/Me2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words, your dreams, and your thoughts have power to create conditions in your life. What you speak about, you can bring about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't stand your job, you might lose your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't stand your body, your body can become sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't stand your car, your car could be stolen or just stop operating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you're broke, guess what? You'll always be broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't trust a man or trust a woman, you will always find someone in your life to hurt and betray you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't find a job, you will remain unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't find someone to love you or believe in you, your very thought will attract more experiences to confirm your beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep talking about a divorce or break up in a relationship, then you might end up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your thoughts and conversations around to be more positive and power packed with faith, hope, love and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to believe that you can have what you want and deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your Thoughts, they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words, they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions, they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your Habits, they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your Character, for it becomes your Destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settle for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thought I would share this with you.&lt;br /&gt;"In the search for me, I discovered truth.&lt;br /&gt;In the search for truth, I discovered love.&lt;br /&gt;In the search for love, I discovered God.&lt;br /&gt;And in God, I have found everything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I did not write this, however I agree with it COMPLETELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5864802738630010220?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5864802738630010220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5864802738630010220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5864802738630010220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5864802738630010220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/11/tongue-can-be-your-worst-enemy.html' title='The Tongue Can Be Your Worst Enemy!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SSaj6kUdF5I/AAAAAAAAATs/iNltKhfsNhg/s72-c/Me2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-6654563223467074681</id><published>2008-09-09T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T04:29:20.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><title type='text'>IT's OUR Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It is my and twin's birthday today! We have taken to celebrating each day in the month of September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 1, 2008 Pedicure and New Sunglasses for me and new Sunglasses for my Best Friend and Twin Sister, Grilled some Salmon and feasted on an awesome Chicken Salad (Labor Day off from Work)&lt;br /&gt;Sept 2, 2008 Delivered New Sunglasses to Best Friend and Twin Sister (hung out for a while)&lt;br /&gt;Sept 3, 2008 Worked Out Aerobics with T.S., Mama is helping us Celebrate each day, Made us dinner and bought us lovely brackets and matching necklaces, with the most heartfelt cards I have received in years! I even cried when my twin read her card out loud. She said since we are celebrating each day we can't open the second card til our actually birthday on the 9th!&lt;br /&gt;Sept4, 2008 Worked Out Aerobics with T.S.&lt;br /&gt;Sept 5, 2008 Children with Nana (on a date) and shopping bought new jeans and shirt to match.&lt;br /&gt;Sept 6, 2008 Children with Nana --80 Minute Full Body Massage (26 Minutes Jacuzzi) and treated my T.S. and our (okay my favorite) restaurant Pappadeaux!&lt;br /&gt;Sept 7, 2008 Church and our (okay my favorite) restaurant Pappadeaux! My T.S. had already opened her second birthday card. She mentions to me, you know there is money inside? I immediately ripped it opened. I am glad I did not lose the card, I had been carrying it with me everywhere. I will use the money to buy another lovely gift for my self!&lt;br /&gt;Sept 8, 2008 My childen and I made my birthday cake (lemon flavor and lemon icing). I love them so much, they are so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Sept 8-12, 2008 church, Church, CHURCH, church, CHURCH! What better place to be on your birthday than in the presence of the LORD! I am honored.&lt;br /&gt;Sept 9, 20008 IT IS MY BIRTHDAY, THE SECOND BEST HOLIDAY OF THE YEAR, NEXT TO JESUS'S BIRTHDAY (CHIRSTMAS)!&lt;br /&gt;Sept 13 -30 Just having fun and making it up as I (We) go!!!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;RJQueen10 (Photos will be added later--I need to get ready for work!!! and children ready for school!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-6654563223467074681?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/6654563223467074681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=6654563223467074681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6654563223467074681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6654563223467074681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-our-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;s OUR Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-4739609790615619459</id><published>2008-09-04T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:58:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Locks... Blowing in the Wind!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SMCfi7eJe6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/FS0GmGQ74Zs/s1600-h/Locks+Blowing+in+the+wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242365388687768482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SMCfi7eJe6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/FS0GmGQ74Zs/s400/Locks+Blowing+in+the+wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, ( and anyone else out there reading me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love My Locks and I love the progress of my self-LOVE experience! On September the 16th My Locks will be One years old.  I just wanted to share a photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SMCfFUChG_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/jvD7ICu_8Xw/s1600-h/Locks+Blowing+in+the+wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-4739609790615619459?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/4739609790615619459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=4739609790615619459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4739609790615619459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4739609790615619459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-locks-blowing-in-wind.html' title='My Locks... Blowing in the Wind!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SMCfi7eJe6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/FS0GmGQ74Zs/s72-c/Locks+Blowing+in+the+wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5982743125938700962</id><published>2008-08-28T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T03:43:14.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SLaAvaHrD_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/S1bNsBlmXow/s1600-h/Graduation+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239516768445861874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SLaAvaHrD_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/S1bNsBlmXow/s400/Graduation+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, (and everyone else out there reading me...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A six foot four inch tall man interested in "talking to me" suggested that I listen to a song called Miss Independent by a young man named NeYo. The lyrics are as follows... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh its something about just something about the way she moved I cant figure it out, there's something about her (about her) Say ooh theres something about, Kinda women that want you but dont need you Hey, i cant figure it out, there's something about her Cuz she walk like a boss, talk like a boss Manicured nalis, just sent the pedicure off She's fly effortlessly Cuz she move like a boss, do what a boss Do, she got me thinking about getting involved thats the kinda girl i need She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent Wont you come and spend a little time She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent Ooh the way you shine Miss independent Hey yeh yeh, yeh yeh, yeh yehhh mmm Ooh there's something about kinda woman that can do it for herself I look at her and it makes me proud, there's something about her there something ooh so sexy about the kinda women that dont even need my help She says she got it, she got it, no doubt, theres something about her Cuz she work like the boss, play like the boss Car and a crib, she about to pay em both off And her bills are paid on time She made for a boss, Soley a boss, Anything less, shes telling em to get lost Thats the girl that on my mind She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent Wont you come and spend a little time She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent ooh the way you shine Miss independent Yeh yehhh Her favourite thing, is to say dont worry i got it And everything she got, best believe she bought it She gon' steal my heart, aint no doubt about it, Girl your everything i need, said your everything i need She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent Wont you come and spend a little time She got her own thing Thats why i love her Miss independent Ooh the way you shine Miss independent Thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, God, it is a nice song.  However, I consider myself being a Christian and being Miss Independent clashing concepts for me, based on my interpretation of scripture. But I guess for the moment I am living in, newly single, newly independent, completed my Masters degree, new career, able to tithe in addition to my offerings, I need to figure out a way to mesh both concepts into the essence of Sis. RJQueen10. Because the reality is at work I am being groomed to be a BOSS, I walk, talk, act and look like a BOSS. But the reality is I rather be Wife, Mama, and resourceful Proverbs 31 Woman of God. In the meantime, "I'mma make it do what it do, baby"! I will glorify and magnify YOU, God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5982743125938700962?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5982743125938700962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5982743125938700962&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5982743125938700962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5982743125938700962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/08/miss-independent.html' title='Miss Independent...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SLaAvaHrD_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/S1bNsBlmXow/s72-c/Graduation+10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-4810323176672436190</id><published>2008-07-25T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T02:40:18.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowerment'/><title type='text'>Because He's Black!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SImfPIjw_fI/AAAAAAAAAOE/67m0JWhZLmo/s1600-h/Graduation+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226883924884520434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SImfPIjw_fI/AAAAAAAAAOE/67m0JWhZLmo/s400/Graduation+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This older white guy asked his older black friend, 'Are you voting for Barack Obama just because he's black'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the older black guy fires back and says, 'Are you not voting for him because he's black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I vote for him just cause he's black? Hell, in this country men are pulled over everyday just cause they're black, passed over for promotions just cause they're black, considered to be criminals just cause they're black, but you don't seem to have a problem with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country was built with the sweat and whip of the slaves's backs, and now a descendent of those same slaves has a chance to lead the same country where we weren't even considered to be people, where we weren't allowed to be educated, drink from the same water fountains, eat in the same restaurants, or even vote, so you damn right I'm going to vote for him!&lt;br /&gt;Not just because he's black, but because he is hope, he is change, and he now allows me to understand when my grandson says he wants to be president when he grows up, it is not a fairy tale but a short term goal, because he sees, understands, and knows, he can achieve, withstand, and do anything, just because he's black! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me Too...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-4810323176672436190?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/4810323176672436190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=4810323176672436190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4810323176672436190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4810323176672436190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-hes-black.html' title='Because He&apos;s Black!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SImfPIjw_fI/AAAAAAAAAOE/67m0JWhZLmo/s72-c/Graduation+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3447045623180855295</id><published>2008-07-06T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:52:12.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>ANNOUNCING...</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, (and everyone else out there reading me...),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220098012429515522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SHGDfCuVewI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hfDwd1no_dM/s400/Graduation+Hands1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as you can see I've been busy, Busy, BUSY! I will graduate with my Master's of Science degree in Healthcare Administration! Plus, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; bestowed upon me full time employment in a career that will utilize both my undergraduate and graduate degrees. The most awesome thing, is life is going to get even better than it is right &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;! The best of my story has never been told (because I have not lived it yet)!  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-LOVE is MANIFESTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to take a quick study break and share these photos that I LOVE so much with you all out in blogland. Thanks for continuing to visit my spot. I will be back real, Real, REAL soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220096500789229650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SHGCHDbNOFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mOlPQhWc7oU/s400/graduation2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please feel free to share, let me know you were here by leaving me a comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3447045623180855295?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3447045623180855295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3447045623180855295&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3447045623180855295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3447045623180855295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/07/announcing.html' title='ANNOUNCING...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/SHGDfCuVewI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hfDwd1no_dM/s72-c/Graduation+Hands1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-2482469803126942817</id><published>2008-03-16T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:27:57.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 Months'/><title type='text'>My Six Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was on a Sunday, six months ago, I realized an important milestone in my life as I completed my decision to LOCK my hair.  (with my awesome consultant's assistance, of course.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178513262111860946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R93GX_zTqNI/AAAAAAAAANU/AKVdaG792XU/s400/6Months1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am really appreciating the back of my hair's progress. I don't get to see it often, so I like this photo alot. I love the way my LOCKS feel. The back is progressing nicely and feels more settled than the front. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178513876292184290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R93G7vzTqOI/AAAAAAAAANc/vOUaq5eQko0/s400/6Months2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so liberated, I retightened my hair two days before these pictures were taken. It took me two days, done of course at my own pace.  I was in no hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178514378803357938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R93HY_zTqPI/AAAAAAAAANk/DzgdDmXE2Fs/s400/6Months3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see myself everyday, so it really does not feel like there are any changes in my hair length, but I do know it IS growing.  It is starting to lay down (hang) instead of sticking out in all directions!  I look forward to this new look!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178514752465512706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R93HuvzTqQI/AAAAAAAAANs/TyfN3BzGr24/s400/6Months4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The front of my hair was the most challenge in retightening, I experienced lot's of slippage and so they took longer to retightened.  But I am so appreciative that I have the ability to do something about them before they get completely out of hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Six months going strong and feeling proud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-2482469803126942817?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/2482469803126942817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=2482469803126942817&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2482469803126942817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2482469803126942817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-six-month-anniversary.html' title='My Six Month Anniversary'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R93GX_zTqNI/AAAAAAAAANU/AKVdaG792XU/s72-c/6Months1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-9184812334430074688</id><published>2008-02-22T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:16:33.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>Soul Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R77nOUIZU5I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZP-7aW8s7FA/s1600-h/I+like+this"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169823655376016274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R77nOUIZU5I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZP-7aW8s7FA/s200/I+like+this" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel my hair looks any different, but I love to be consistent and make a post at least one per month for the year 2008. Plus, I still have not ironed out the kinks with the digital camera my twin sister gave me for Christmas. So I thought I would make my monthly contribution by sharing a poem written by someone I used to KNOW. I think it is a lovely poem and I just wanted to share the beauty of the words with blogland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soul Mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone you've never seen?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and they appeared in your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone without saying a word?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone and they rattled your nerves?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you have for that special person is not something you can create&lt;br /&gt;The person that has your mind, body, and soul could be your soul mate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate is not a nice body or a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate will share their time and space&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate will give you their all&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate will take the hit, when you fall&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate will lift you up, when you’re down&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate will remain faithful, when you’re not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates don’t give half of their hearts&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates are never too far apart&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates are not drawn together just through sex&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates understand the meaning of love, honor, and respect&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates are linked together at all times&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates are tight like partners committing a crime&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates don’t want something that is too fast&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates want a LOVE that will last&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates enjoy the feeling of that special touch&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates will tell each other, when that’s not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate commitment is not something you can learn&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate obligation IS a bond that has to be earned&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever meet that special person who blinds your heart and cause you to shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a living witness that, that person, might be your SOUL MATE…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-9184812334430074688?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/9184812334430074688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=9184812334430074688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/9184812334430074688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/9184812334430074688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/02/soul-mate.html' title='Soul Mate'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R77nOUIZU5I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZP-7aW8s7FA/s72-c/I+like+this' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-468561034218648545</id><published>2008-01-30T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:29:56.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><title type='text'>In 2008 Everything Crooked, Will Be Made Straight!  God's Blessings Will Pour Down On Us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DXm35soUI/AAAAAAAAALc/L9o-RvlVpXs/s1600-h/Healings"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161362235807539522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DXm35soUI/AAAAAAAAALc/L9o-RvlVpXs/s400/Healings" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DXMX5soTI/AAAAAAAAALU/nUjeL_79Hv4/s1600-h/Healings5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161361780541006130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DXMX5soTI/AAAAAAAAALU/nUjeL_79Hv4/s200/Healings5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew! I almost missed making a post for January 2008! I was inspired by Chosen Vessel blogspot post entitled "New Year, New Beginning" That post is the bomb! It is an excellent expression of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; Love and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This self-Love experience involves a variety of changes. This year I look forward to "New Beginnings" and the courage I will require for the blessed unknowns ahead of me. I will graduate with my Masters in Healthcare Administration, I will be working again for the first time since I had our children five years ago, I am separated now and I will obtain a divorce (I don't condone this), I will lose all of this weight (35 pounds) I gained back while I was depressed, and there is much more that I don't even know about yet! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; is unveiling the pages of my story and I want to be courageous enough to "LET GO" a post from BlaqKofi blogspot, and LET &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161366354681176562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DbWn5sofI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Mv5kZpZK-cU/s400/Healings2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chosen Vessels encourages us to select and stand on a scripture for 2008. My scripture to stand on for 2008 is Joshua 1:6-9 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Be strong and courageous, because you will lead these poeple to inherit the land I swore to their forefathers to give them. Be strong and very courageous. Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go. Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be properous and sucessful. Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DYDH5soWI/AAAAAAAAALs/VX1y3uB9FjM/s1600-h/Healings4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161362721138844002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DYDH5soWI/AAAAAAAAALs/VX1y3uB9FjM/s200/Healings4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DZRH5soaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CHYk5X2ipwA/s1600-h/Healings3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161364061168640418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DZRH5soaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CHYk5X2ipwA/s200/Healings3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please feel free to share, let me know you were here by leaving me a comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RJQueen10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-468561034218648545?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/468561034218648545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=468561034218648545&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/468561034218648545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/468561034218648545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-2008-everything-crooked-will-be-made.html' title='In 2008 Everything Crooked, Will Be Made Straight!  God&apos;s Blessings Will Pour Down On Us!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R6DXm35soUI/AAAAAAAAALc/L9o-RvlVpXs/s72-c/Healings' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3906932899454361675</id><published>2007-12-27T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T18:12:15.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (and anyone else out there reading me...),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151045079033555042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R3wwNT3RqGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ChIvNkv3-N8/s320/Self-Retightening+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the span of three days, I retightened my own hair. Thanks to my consultant who showed me the process, I am FREE... When I got my hair LOCKED I never imagined that I would be able to maintain it so early in the process. I am so appreciative and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151042742571345970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R3wuFT3RqDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ac7Lcal187s/s320/Self-Retightening+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I did not have to feel rushed. I opened presents with my children, cooked dinner, played with my children and their Christmas toys, visited family, and more. I was in absolutely no rush with retightening my hair. But once I was in the flow of retightening my hair, I had to force myself to stop. I did not want to stop, but all of these other events required some of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151043051808991298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R3wuXT3RqEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tcs8yqiQwZw/s320/Self-Retightening+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only issue was that my thumb and pointer finger required me to rest because they ached from fitting my locked hair through the tiny slot on the Nappy Lock tool. I believe as I do this more that finger aching will be a thing of the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151046096940804210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R3wxIj3RqHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LRdyL4Ja5LU/s320/Self-Retightening+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a therapeutic and spiritual process for me as I handled my own hair, my mind released thoughts and I felt unburdened. One of those days I did not turn the TV on at all, most of the day I played Christian Christmas and Gospel music. I took this long to post this post (1/2/08) because I was waiting to get the pictures back from my sister who took them with her digital camera. I did get an opportunity to visit my consultant Creyole and she said I was doing a good job with my hair. I lost my first Nappy Lock tool when it fell down my sink, and I could not retrieve it. So when I replaced it, I bought two, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis RJQueen10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please feel free to share, let me know you were here by leaving me a comment...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3906932899454361675?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3906932899454361675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3906932899454361675&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3906932899454361675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3906932899454361675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/12/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/R3wwNT3RqGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ChIvNkv3-N8/s72-c/Self-Retightening+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-7935045379757242631</id><published>2007-12-10T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:26:21.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>National Body Challenge 2008 Countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="W475d65ef5352d776" width="326" height="390" quality="high" data="http://widgets.discoveryhealth.com/o/474c1f1bc9577a84/475d65ef5352d776" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.discoveryhealth.com/o/474c1f1bc9577a84/475d65ef5352d776" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-7935045379757242631?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/7935045379757242631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=7935045379757242631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7935045379757242631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7935045379757242631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/12/national-body-challenge.html' title='National Body Challenge 2008 Countdown...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-324027196489798502</id><published>2007-11-26T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T09:08:35.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>National Body Challenge 2008</title><content type='html'>I just want to thank all of you out in blogland who consistently come and visit my blog. My Locks are growing and changing progressively but photowise (I made that word up) they still look the same, so I am going to wait a little while longer before I post any photos. But one thing I learned that I really love is when I get My Locks retightened. I enjoy seeing my parts and how neat my hair looks. Thanks Creyole for EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, If anyone would like a FREE 8 week gym membership google "National Body Challenge 2008". Registration begins December 27, 2007. Every year in January they jumpstart fitness by giving free gym memberships and lots nutrition information. I've done it every year, since 2002. Last year I lost 30 pounds. It is just keeping the weight off, that is my biggest challenge. I believe 2008 will be my year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJQueen10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-324027196489798502?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/324027196489798502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=324027196489798502&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/324027196489798502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/324027196489798502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/11/national-body-challenge-2008.html' title='National Body Challenge 2008'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3334288825238408352</id><published>2007-10-10T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:44:20.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Wks 3 Days'/><title type='text'>My LOCKS Lift Me…</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and everyone else out there reading me…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0o-OZaC-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kNOdM1e0yTI/s1600-h/3wks+3days+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119793400871783394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0o-OZaC-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kNOdM1e0yTI/s320/3wks+3days+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since you are omnipotent, omniscience, and omnipresent you are aware that I have actually been in a state of DEPRESSION, but as I drove home from my workout at the gym this morning I felt HAPPY for the first time in about three and a half months, my JOY is starting to reawaken too! I believe the feeling of Happiness is an external feeling and is controlled by things going on AROUND one’s life. I believe joy is an internal feeling and depends on the spiritual things going on IN one’s life. Thank you, God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0omeZaC8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/vWASqjWS6zo/s1600-h/3wks+3days+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119792992849890242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0omeZaC8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/vWASqjWS6zo/s320/3wks+3days+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE my LOCKS, they are so liberating. My baby LOCKS are now three weeks and three days old and I have already had them retightened by the lovely Creyole. She also provided me with a stress relieving massage shampoo. My scalp tingled with relief and my voice box involuntarily released gratifying moan sounds. What a great shampoo, especially since I had gotten used to shampooing my hair every other day when I was kicking my short afro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0o0uZaC9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/YVrpKCVK-ds/s1600-h/3wks+3days+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119793237663026130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0o0uZaC9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/YVrpKCVK-ds/s320/3wks+3days+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, I feel surprised that my hair needed retightening. This is because there is growth, about ½ an inch, my hair has never grown this fast before. Actually keeping all the hair products and hair tools out of my hair is favorable to my new growth process. I feel so much more confident now that my hair has been retightened. I think I am kind of weird, because I am actually attracted to the parts showing in my hair. Before I got my LOCKS I read how some people did not like their parts showing. I don’t like my “kitchen” area that is growing out to be LOCKED one day, because it “looks” unruly. However, I really do not worry about it much especially since it is in the back out my head and I have to go out of my way to see my curly, kinky, coily, napps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0peeZaC_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wXRyKqECgm8/s1600-h/3wks+3days+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119793954922564594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0peeZaC_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wXRyKqECgm8/s320/3wks+3days+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My simple regime consisted for the first three weeks of a spritz with some water that I tricked out with some Rosemary Tea, I got the recipe from bottom of page 45 “Going Natural” by Mireille Liong-A-Kong. I also cover my head at night when I go to sleep. That all, folks. I did not workout for two weeks because I was concerned my LOCKS would slip. I was timid about working out because when I work out, I sweat so hard and intense every part of myself is drenched like I stepped out a shower, especially my hair. Now I am at the gym on a regular basis, three times this week already I have not needed to spritz my hair every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0pt-ZaDAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MsBE2TYH1kE/s1600-h/3wks+3days+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119794221210536962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0pt-ZaDAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MsBE2TYH1kE/s320/3wks+3days+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I was also afraid to touch my hair, I thought I would mess it up, I could not resist. I enjoy the course natural texture of my hair. I am not sure how to describe this touching sensation, but many of my hair strands in the back feel like what I image a LOCK to feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my spiked look and I look forward to the unknowns of how my LOCKS will behave as they continue to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119795621369875506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0q_eZaDDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Oh37cyCWOnM/s320/3wks+3days+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note to Self: I started with 3 inches of hair in the front and top, 2 inches in the back, and 1 inch and less near the nape of my neck. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0p4eZaDBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YIKV2L_KpsU/s1600-h/3wks+3days+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3334288825238408352?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3334288825238408352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3334288825238408352&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3334288825238408352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3334288825238408352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-locks-lift-me.html' title='My LOCKS Lift Me…'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rw0o-OZaC-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kNOdM1e0yTI/s72-c/3wks+3days+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-8694544072874917599</id><published>2007-09-16T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:34:28.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1'/><title type='text'>My Locks are BORN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ru5YHbgIYAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FveRb_Jpb9M/s1600-h/Locks+Day+1-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ru5YHbgIYAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FveRb_Jpb9M/s320/Locks+Day+1-11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119511776944130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say thank you for those who continue to come to my sight and check on me (or check me out). My goal in life is to be a positive person and lately I have not felt positive. I am taking it one day at a time and realize I have a lot to be positive for. For example, my 35th birthday just passed on September 9, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This biggest and hugest present to myself are my “LOCKS”. I was excited and apprehensive at the same time. My hair is oh, so SHORT—that is my only negative contemplation. I consider how for the last three months or so I have sported my SHORT afro (TWA), I want to carry this courage over into my ” LOCKS” hairstyle. My positivity was enhanced after I spoke with my consultant Creyole a week ago and she indicated that she has no issues with my hair length. So it is full forward ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Birth, New Beginnings... This is exactly what this process has felt like, conception and birth. After covering my natural hair up with braids for about four years. I started with two strand twisting my natural hair last December 2006. I learned to actually like the look, and texture of how my hair was made by God. Now I am ready to LOVE the freedom and joy God meant for me to experience with my own hair. I had an appointment to get Sisterlocks, cancelled because I wanted that "specific" person to do my hair. I started wearing my hair in a Tiny Afro, after a barber cut off half of my hair in an attempt to shape up my afro. I thought about dying my hair, adding the extentions back on, here I am approximately nine months later with LOCKS! Okay, they are not locked yet, but you know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w155.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w155.photobucket.com/albums/s307/rjqueen10/cd4a38d7.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s155.photobucket.com/albums/s307/rjqueen10/?action=view&amp;current=cd4a38d7.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started at 8:00 am and finished at 4:30 pm with a 30 minute lunch in between. So over all it only took 8 hours to birth my LOCKS! Creyole counted and I own 390 LOCKS, just as she predicted months ago. This woman knows her stuff, just as I knew she would. I am so proud, she is my IDEAL CONSULTANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Goodnapps blogspot was very encouraging to me as I wrestled with the shortness of my hair. She has her links to others blogspots catorized by short (TWA) starts, medium starts, long starts ,etcs. I went to the links with the short starts and I began to see that it was not only possible, but beautiful as well. Thanks Goodnapps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-8694544072874917599?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/8694544072874917599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=8694544072874917599&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8694544072874917599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8694544072874917599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-locks-are-born.html' title='My Locks are BORN!!!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ru5YHbgIYAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FveRb_Jpb9M/s72-c/Locks+Day+1-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-4204485060945819617</id><published>2007-06-18T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:25:33.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>Movie Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rndyu6joAyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J0F1Rm0ewNA/s1600-h/Lions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077653255201751842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rndyu6joAyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J0F1Rm0ewNA/s320/Lions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rndy1ajoAzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/f1mfIA0aH9U/s1600-h/Tigers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077653366870901554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rndy1ajoAzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/f1mfIA0aH9U/s320/Tigers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #acc 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #acc 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #acc 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: impact,verdana,arial"&gt;Lions and tigers and RJQueen10, oh my!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #077" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=RJQueen10&amp;ans=96"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077657082017612610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rnd2NqjoA0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/g463GtFMgAU/s320/rjqueen10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-4204485060945819617?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/4204485060945819617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=4204485060945819617&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4204485060945819617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4204485060945819617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/06/movie-quote.html' title='Movie Quote'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rndyu6joAyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J0F1Rm0ewNA/s72-c/Lions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5661345888831107231</id><published>2007-06-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T08:16:52.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>I HAVE BEEN TAGGED...</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, (&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BlackRussian and Choosen Vessel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and everyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now the rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You have to choose 7 things to share about yourself. Then choose 7 people to tag. Now don't forget to post a comment on their blog informing the person that he/she has been tagged, so that they can join in on the fun. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, I tried to keep this FUN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was born with &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair. I even have one strand of &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair growing out of my right cheek. I always likened me having &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair to mean that I was born with wisdom. So I am convinced when my whole head stats to &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I will not cover it up to look younger or to hide my &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair is such a beautiful sight to see. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my favorite color, any shade of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; From the most uninteresting &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pale green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the deep luxurious &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hunter green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, all shades of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My man of God and my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wonder favorite colors are &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; as well. When I was growing up our grass was not &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it was kind of &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So I thought if I wished hard enough then we would have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green grass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Also money is the color&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;reen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075192075732386578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60TajoAxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qvOAcwH-K9s/s320/my+green+grass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is my favorite number. When I was younger and before I knew any better I wanted &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of everything. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; husbands, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; children, everything in sets of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then when I was the 4th grade the school showed us girls a video of a woman having a baby. That was the most effective birth control method ever; I did not get pregnant until I was 29 years old. Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for my double for my trouble blessings of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twins—a boy and a girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was debt free once before in my life. When I got divorced after 11 and ½ years of marriage, I assumed all but about $6,000 worth of our debt. Everything was in my name, except our house (it was in both of our names) and that one debt of about $6,000. Well in two years after my divorce, I (with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God’s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;help) paid off $72,000 worth of debt. My $32,000 undergraduate student loans, various credit card debt (the most expensive credit cards had a limits and a matching balance of $5,000, $8,000 and another had a limit of $10,000), my automobile (it is a real nice thing to drive your vehicle and not owe anyone any money on it, except insurance of course). I am not currently debt free, but I can say in my lifetime: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I’ve been there, I’ve done that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I don’t advocate divorce. It took some deep soul searching and merciful help from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to forgive myself for not being able to hang in there despite all of the “stuff” &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my ex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I were going thru. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Ex is my first love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I also read a book by Dr. Miles Munroe "Single, Married, Separated &amp; Life After Divorce". Because I did not give myself time to heal, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Man of God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my new husband) had to bear the burden of my hurt, pain, and unhealed heart. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My recommendation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is get yourself together before you get married and make sure your future husband has himself together otherwise, the marriage will be cloudy for quite some time like a bad storm. But remember, nothing is impossible with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If we remain consistent and obedient to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God’s Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eventually the clouds will give way to the shining &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). A marriage &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; way is the most ultimate ministry. So anyone out there considering marriage please take your time. You have the rest of your life. Go to a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; based church and get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Understanding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and if marriage counseling is offered do not pass it up. Listen to the counseling you receive, if the recommendation is against marriage—&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON’T GET MARRIED, WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until the healings manifest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60DajoAvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mo4UedJ_QDg/s1600-h/4+inches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075191800854479602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60DajoAvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mo4UedJ_QDg/s320/4+inches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6) Even though I am 6 feet tall, 72 inches. I love &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60LqjoAwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UeJvcKWGmfc/s1600-h/4+inches+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075191942588400386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60LqjoAwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UeJvcKWGmfc/s320/4+inches+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wearing high heeled shoes. I currently have two pairs of 4 inch heels. I think they are &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexy, Sexy, SEXY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I like that whoever made them, made the heel wide enough so that I don’t break my neck trying to walk in them. I feel like &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;royalty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I have on my heels, almost everyone I encounter is shorter than me. My husband is even shorter than me when I wear heels. He says he does not have a problem with it, so I wear my heels with sass and confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If I had my whole life to live all over again I would not change a single solid thing. For &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the pain and trauma I went thru that built up the character and compassion in me. For &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the happiness that makes life worth living. For &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the mistakes I have made, and for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the things I did “just right”. I would not change nothing; I would not change anything. In my 34 and ½ years of life, I have experienced &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of life’s highest highs and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of life’s lowest lows. I have had it all and I lost it all, because I got caught up and started thinking I had done this on my own. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; simply wanted to refocus where my attention really should be, on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; humbled me and help bring me back down to my knees, my head is still held high because I look towards the Heavens where MY help comes from. Now, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;has given me back &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I lost in double portions. I have lived my life &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not KNOWING God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(yet as I reflect back over my life, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been here all along). I am living my life &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNOWING God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it is the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweetest, Sweetest, SWEETEST joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know. Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the life you have given &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If anyone out there besides God is reading, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5661345888831107231?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5661345888831107231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5661345888831107231&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5661345888831107231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5661345888831107231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='I HAVE BEEN TAGGED...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rm60TajoAxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qvOAcwH-K9s/s72-c/my+green+grass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5808142862169465125</id><published>2007-06-01T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:30:38.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>One Step Backwards --Two Go Forward...</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(and anyone else out there reading my blog...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RmAQCiWXMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ojg9aGYxguQ/s1600-h/Kicking+Braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071070816185561298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RmAQCiWXMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ojg9aGYxguQ/s320/Kicking+Braids.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; be hard on myself, but I sort of fe&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_6TyWXMLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OorATAHiutM/s1600-h/Kicking+Braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;el like I took one step backwards in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my self-LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; experience. I know, Know, KNOW wearing braids is not the better option for my hair! Yet, here I am kicking my braids for the moment! I am kind of reminded about this when I think of my natural wearing &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend and Sister in Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She said I can &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RmAQUCWXMPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9HU-RVq_MLA/s1600-h/Kicking+Braids2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071071116833272050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RmAQUCWXMPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9HU-RVq_MLA/s320/Kicking+Braids2.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;call her &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porsha83&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I want to commit to myself that when it is time to take these braids down, I am going to stay natural no matter what. Perhaps, if I "put it in writing" I will be able to ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so late doing this, but here are a few of pictures of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porsha83&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . She is my girl, and the “girl” &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5UCWXMHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YNskkzOMYMM/s1600-h/Kicking+Braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in my graduate program that I wrote about on my first blog post dated &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, February 28, 2007, “Being Natural is True Freedom and Internal Joy”. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Her hair is so beautiful to me and so is she. Her hair is so full. It is so textured. I thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the courage this lady has helped me capture. It is such an experience in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;self-LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go from wearing braids in my hair, to confidently wearing my own natural, textured, short, kinky, coily, wavy, nappy hair. I am looking forward to the next stage (&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOCKING MY HAIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5hSWXMII/AAAAAAAAAGY/FEZKqsHqC48/s1600-h/My+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071046055699099778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5hSWXMII/AAAAAAAAAGY/FEZKqsHqC48/s320/My+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She told me in class the other day; she is going to lock her hair in the near future too. I believe without a shadow of a doubt this will be so perfect for her, she will be &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHENOMENAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a hair inspiration for me because she started her natural &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;self-LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; experience with the Big Chop, rocked her TWA and now two years later has abundant beautiful mass of lengthy, voluminous, healthy, natural hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porsha83&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you are reading this, thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU for helping me get to the “next level” with your excellent support, your true compassion, and your great conversations. I am glad I KNOW YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5piWXMJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2gaV1FzLuXo/s1600-h/My+girl+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071046197433020562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5piWXMJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2gaV1FzLuXo/s320/My+girl+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_65CWXMMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nD0uSpUONGg/s1600-h/My+girl+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071047563232620738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_65CWXMMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nD0uSpUONGg/s320/My+girl+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rl_5ySWXMKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/imeQAhwJ-IE/s1600-h/My+girl+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5808142862169465125?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5808142862169465125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5808142862169465125&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5808142862169465125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5808142862169465125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-step-backwards-to-go-forward.html' title='One Step Backwards --Two Go Forward...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RmAQCiWXMNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ojg9aGYxguQ/s72-c/Kicking+Braids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3154908397774662412</id><published>2007-05-27T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T14:44:01.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>My Blog Personality</title><content type='html'>Dear&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; God&lt;/span&gt;, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of reading &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TRAs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blogspot from beginning to end (it is such rewarding readings). On it I found this link! I really agree with the interpretation, so I decided to post and share it on my blogspot! Now ya KNOW! I usually express myself daily with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, offline in a personal journal, now I am able to enhance this and share my relationship with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; to people I will never meet in person and perhaps some I may actually meet. I do like to post pictures creatively, however I got a virus on my computer and I needed to stick to the basics so as not to put my computer off line. That is why recently I have not posted slide shows etc. I need to ask &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blaq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, has she had any virus problems and if so how did she overcome them. My computer had gotten really slow, locked up and then began to crash competely. Thank you God, my laptop it is under warranty, and everything is straight right now. Every subject I blog about, I think about it carefully and I try to completely express myself and learn more about who &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and who &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt; growing into! My blog is important to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but I try to disicipline myself against it's addictiveness by controlling and limiting my blogging days and time. Once per week while graduate classes are in session. Classes start back for me Tuesday evening, May 29th. I am careful about who I share my blog with, I printed up some designhergal cards (I need to post a copy to my blogspot. I think it is so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), but I have been real limiting on who I pass them out to. I am pretty open and transparent here on my blogspot, well about as open and transparent as one can truly be ONLINE, and if someone I know in "real life" wants to KNOW &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I kinda of want them to take that time &lt;u&gt;with&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and learn &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That is part of the reason why I take the time to read other people's blogspots from beginning to end. I am "taking the time" and I enjoy when people reciprocate that behavior with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Your Blogging Type is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Artistic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/artistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great.One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog...And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes.Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Feel free to share your thoughts, comments, and opinions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3154908397774662412?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3154908397774662412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3154908397774662412&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3154908397774662412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3154908397774662412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-blog-personality.html' title='My Blog Personality'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5337043289140546843</id><published>2007-05-20T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T16:17:17.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consultations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curl'/><title type='text'>My IDEAL Consultant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDWlyWXMCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vficDTRI87Y/s1600-h/My+latest+style+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066785525450879010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDWlyWXMCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vficDTRI87Y/s320/My+latest+style+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, (and anyone else out there reading…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I starting to read &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cashana’s&lt;/span&gt; blogspot from beginning to end. I discovered something NEW about myself and my feelings about the IDEAL consultant for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to have a connection with your consultant. Well, it IS important to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Professionalism is key, but I want more than just a superficial, polite you are my customer-consultant connection. This whole process is new to me and I want to be coached, and to be trained on how to manage and understand my own hair. I want to be told things I would not even think to ask questions about, like &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lock sizing, or Wheatgrass Smoothies&lt;/span&gt;. Even though I am known to ask lots of questions, I may not know the correct ones or the specific ones to ask. I want to be able to ask questions that may seem "stupid" but were given respect and answered by my consultant, like &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;what is my hairtype&lt;/span&gt;? If a person does not know the answer to a question, then it is NOT a “stupid” question. If she could not answer them at the present I would like to be told she would find the answers for me or something progressive like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know that my consultant would be there for me throughout the whole process, until I became independent and able to maintain and retighten my own hair. I want to know that once I become independent and I need help with my hair and I need grooming or whatever, I want to be able to know that she will be able to fit me into her schedule within a reasonable timeframe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I want a &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I want to be a reciprocal source of positive energy, and spiritual maturity for my consultant. If her day is cloudy or hazy I would like to add my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNSHINE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to it. I know, Know, KNOW I am not asking for too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have identified this about myself, I love knowing this is how &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;! Now that you have helped me defined this, In &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus'&lt;/span&gt; name, I know and trust you will reward me exceedingly and abundantly above my request. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The attached pictures are for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ms. Stella&lt;/span&gt;. At the time I thought my short Jheri curl was NOT working, I was 18 years old, my freshman year in college. We went to New York with the National Society Black of Engineers -- NSBE. Hindsight... I actually like that phase of my life. I wish I could have enjoyed it more as I went thru it. I loved the second picture the most, I was 17 years old, one of my high school senior class pictures. Wow! The third picture of me at 34 years old.  Taking a picture of myself while I'm driving my husband's long truck!.  This September I am going to be 35 years old, times flies when you are having fun with 4 year old twins! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDPXiWXL-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/vVGa9SRd--4/s1600-h/Short+Jheri+Curl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066777584056348642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDPXiWXL-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/vVGa9SRd--4/s320/Short+Jheri+Curl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDPgyWXL_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KYM8HqWT0eY/s1600-h/I+Love+this+legth+Jheri+Curl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066777742970138610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDPgyWXL_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KYM8HqWT0eY/s320/I+Love+this+legth+Jheri+Curl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDVoCWXMBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OjMmDByaViY/s1600-h/My+latest+style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066784464593956882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDVoCWXMBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OjMmDByaViY/s320/My+latest+style.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5337043289140546843?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5337043289140546843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5337043289140546843&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5337043289140546843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5337043289140546843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-ideal-consultant.html' title='My IDEAL Consultant...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RlDWlyWXMCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vficDTRI87Y/s72-c/My+latest+style+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-8700689968530873214</id><published>2007-05-05T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:25:18.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Sisterlocks™, Braidlocks, Nappylocs, Afro, Two-Strand Twists, Braided Extensions…</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjwzQt-gp6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0awtpCYpzLk/s1600-h/Barbershop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060976443570300834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjwzQt-gp6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0awtpCYpzLk/s320/Barbershop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just when I thought I knew all I needed to KNOW, I learn that there is more out there that you want me to KNOW. Well I decided that I like my natural hair. It is especially fun hair after a hard workout at the gym and I take one of those fabulous hair washing combination showers. I really dig the freedom of this &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;self-LOVE experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part about being natural is learning how to manage my kinky, coily, wavy, curly, spongy, nappy hair texture so that I still look and feel feminine. I don’t like short hair on ME. Now, that I visited the barbershop for the first time in my life, my shaped up afro is really short, Short, SHORT. I DONT LIKE IT. I took my son in to get his haircut …well, I don’t’ even want to go into the details I took pictures and I will let them speak for themselves. One thing that I was able to learn to tolerate in my mind was that even though my hair looked short it really was not as short as it appeared to be. I have spongy hair that really draws up. I learned and have recently re-confirmed that I am tired of having other people in my hair. My self-esteem and self-confidence must still be weak (stronger than in the past, but still weak), so I know with your help &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; I will overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sisterlocks™&lt;/span&gt; symbolized freedom &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwznd-gp7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GLZKAFmjnZM/s1600-h/Babershop+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060976834412324786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwznd-gp7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GLZKAFmjnZM/s320/Babershop+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and healing to me. Although it is very challenging for me to wrap myself around the cost of this hair and life style, I DID! I consider myself a high quality female. But to go from spending approximately $350 every six months to approximately $3000 in six months has been really hard for me to wrap my mind around. But against all logic to my income situation and checking account I was going to do &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sisterlocks™&lt;/span&gt; anyway because I wanted to UPGRADE in my level of personal care. I rationalized that I am an heir to God’s kingdom and my inheritance entitlement means that I am worthy and valuable of the very BEST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my biggest challenge as I kick my natural hair, is not to go back to braid extensions. I really &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwz1N-gp8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7mdWqy0-bRs/s1600-h/Babershop+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060977070635526082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwz1N-gp8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7mdWqy0-bRs/s320/Babershop+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like caring for my own hair and not being at the whim and mercy of some over-confident-because they are CERTIFIED LISENCED beautician barber consultant and/or whatever they want, Need, or HAVE to call, Identify, or LABEL themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my hair is going to be jacked up in the future, I WILL be responsible for it. I will find more books, more people who are willing to share the techniques and not just in it for the income. Because I am not in this to become dependent on someone else to care for my hair, I want to be independently, free, Free, FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my hair this short I feel like I have to do EXTRA just to look and feel feminine. I don’t like all of this EXTRA hoop-a-la I am putting myself thru so I can look like a woman. I am praying for the strength to stay natural and not hook myself up with some braid extensions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwz-9-gp9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/merLR5E6EMs/s1600-h/Babershop+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060977238139250642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Rjwz-9-gp9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/merLR5E6EMs/s320/Babershop+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully this post is not hypocritical to any of my previous blog posts, hopefully this post is not negative because &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; I know every situation YOU create in my life has always worked out for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus'&lt;/span&gt; name, Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Everthing is cool...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides God, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-8700689968530873214?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/8700689968530873214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=8700689968530873214&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8700689968530873214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8700689968530873214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/05/sisterlocks-braidlocks-nappylocs-afro.html' title='Sisterlocks™, Braidlocks, Nappylocs, Afro, Two-Strand Twists, Braided Extensions…'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjwzQt-gp6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0awtpCYpzLk/s72-c/Barbershop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-8872800639560036746</id><published>2007-04-25T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:26:22.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><title type='text'>CREYOLE, she is such an Inspiration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjAZ29-gp5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/0nL1pNe1Q_I/s1600-h/RJQME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057570813677447058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjAZ29-gp5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/0nL1pNe1Q_I/s320/RJQME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BlaqKofi’s&lt;/span&gt; latest blog? Dated Sunday April 22, 2007? Before I begin, let me just say… &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I AM YOUR BIGGEST ADMIRER&lt;/span&gt;, besides your immediate and extended family of course. Okay here is an excerpt from Blaq’s post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Four years ago, I met a sister with small, gorgeous, neat locks in Tom Thumb on Sycamore School Road in Fort Worth, Texas and asked, "are those dreads?" "No they are called Sisterlocks. Go to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sisterlock.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.sisterlock.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; and check them out." I am eternally grateful that our paths crossed on that fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Tom Thumb has since closed...I often wonder about the sister who opened the SL door for me, wish I had of gotten her name or number so that I could tell her how she contributed to my Natural Awakenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that she could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlaqKofi on loc'down.I think she would be proud.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you are “&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that sister, who introduced me to Sisterlocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”. I am blessed, Blessed, BLESSED because I know your name and I know your phone number. I am able to tell you &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over&lt;/span&gt; again how much you have contributed to “&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My self-LOVE Experience&lt;/span&gt;”. You have been such a patient and gentle friend and probably don’t even know it. Here is a summary of what you have done for me so FAR…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You told me about your hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You gave my your designerhergal business card with your blogspot address on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You created an informative, insightful, and transparent blog about your hair, your spirituality, your family, and your general perspective on life. I learned so much here as I read it from beginning to end and eagerly wait for new posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You invited me to the WACO Sisterlocks gathering (I got food poisoning and missed the event because I was in the emergency room getting rehydrated!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You forwarded me to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BlaqKofi’s&lt;/span&gt; blogspot, which of course I read from beginning to end. I now have two beautiful ladies of Sisterlocks whom I admire for their growth, openness, and thoroughness of helping other sisters along in their Sisterlocks JOURNEY or self-LOVE experience. As I have read your blogspots from beginning to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You told me about the Dr. Cornwell meet and greet event at GIGIs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You help me overcome my trama with the initial costs of obtaining and maintaining Sisterlocks. You did not invalidate my concerns, you helped me search within inside myself of what is really, Really, REALLY important to and for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;. I now am able to see myself as worthy and valuable of sporting Sisterlocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) You are consistent with your self and your Sisterlocks. I like your detail-orientedness (Smile, because I think I made that word up) when it comes to your hair, its upkeep, and understanding its naturalness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) You inspire me, inspite of yourself, because each time I have had the opportunity to be in your presense (be it on your blogspot, at the gym, at a Sisterlocks event, or over the telephone) you have been completely down to earth, welcoming, friendly, and patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You recommended &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;GIGI &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; and you don’t make me feel like I am as wishy washy as I have been when it came to gaining an understanding of Sisterlocks and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RJQueen10’s self-LOVE experience&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if the truth be told you have what it takes to be a &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SISTERLOCKS CONSULTANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and so much more. I just want to thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU for being &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt; for allowing our paths to cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to post this as a comment on your blogspot, but it got kinda of lengthy. So I decided to park it at my spot and pray that you will see it one day. Now let me end this and get to working on my take home final exam. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; is good, I earned a 92 on my midterm exam and it is worth 50% of my grade. This final is worth 40%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else out there reading, thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU for coming to my blogspot and reading my thoughts and reading my praises to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and my conversations with&lt;/span&gt; God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Special thank yous to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08368051493632145725"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;muslimahlocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229509680228744470"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for not only visiting my blogspot, but taking time out of their schedules to leave me a comment. I do appreciate you! Feedback really is important and comforting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but definitely not least, thank you to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BlaqKofi&lt;/span&gt; for being &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Blaq&lt;/span&gt;. I read your latest posts! Congratulations grandma or nana or what will you natural hair care wearing first grandchild call you? I love &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Malcolm&lt;/span&gt;’s name, it is such a strong name. That name goes back a very long way with me, I was going to name my first son &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Malcolm Alexander -------.&lt;/span&gt; But God knew what was best for me and gave me a Boy and a Girl, Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me forcefully pull myself away from this blog! Until the next post….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides God, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-8872800639560036746?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/8872800639560036746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=8872800639560036746&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8872800639560036746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/8872800639560036746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/04/creyole-she-is-such-inspiration.html' title='CREYOLE, she is such an Inspiration...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RjAZ29-gp5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/0nL1pNe1Q_I/s72-c/RJQME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-351570235387972885</id><published>2007-04-08T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:39:08.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>He IS RISEN!</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I orignially wrote this as a comment on Chosen Vessel's blog spot. After I wrote it I then thought it would be excellent to place it here on my blog spot as a post, so here goes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your boldness in Jesus Christ. Today is/was an excellent day. Of course our church was overflowing with people who don't come to church often. But these people have enough respect for Jesus to know of all days this is one day they need to come to His house and hear a Word from Him. So I welcomed their presence and I tried to help make them feel comfortable enough to want to come back again. God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sermon today was on a familiar passage 1 Corinthians 15:3-8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3For I delivered to you first of all that which I also received: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures, 5and that He was seen by Cephas, then by the twelve. 6After that He was seen by over five hundred brethren at once, of whom the greater part remain to the present, but some have fallen sleep. 7After that He was seen by James, then by all apostles. 8Then last of all He was seen by me also, as by one born out of due time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this sermon at our church either two or three years ago, the most amazing part of this scripture for me then was how over 500 people at the same time witnessed the risen Christ. This statement alone eliminates any doubt of the possibilities of Christ rising from the dead. He IS risen! There were so many people who could verify this TRUTH! Why would over 500 people lie about the exact same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what I learned this Resurrection Sunday is Jesus Keeps on Hanging Around. He showed Himself to Cephas, better known as Peter. Peter did not deny Jesus once, Peter denied Jesus three times. This completely destroyed Peter and left him wide open for satan to complete his attacked on Peter. Yet Jesus went to Cephas after he rose. Jesus restored the most broken, vulnerable person first. Then he showed Himself to the 12 disciples, they shared intimate relationships with Jesus and yet could not prevent his death on the cross nor die on the cross with Him. I am sure His resurrection offered renewed faith and hope to them. Then it was like Jesus was on tour, because over 500 Christians saw Jesus at the same time. He showed Himself to His brother James, who was more probable to have been among those who rejected Jesus when Jesus went to His hometown to minister, heal, and deliver. James, upon witnessing Jesus' death on the cross, probably thought to himself, Wow, Jesus IS REAL! Here Jesus is dying on this cross yet He is still being consistent to His ministry of love and forgiveness He preached about all His life. James probably felt devastated to find truth in Jesus at the last minute, right before Jesus' death. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too late??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No, Jesus hung around long enough to let James know he is forgiven. Then Jesus showed Himself to the rest of the apostles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the most significant, powerful, and amazing sighting of the risen Jesus, is by Paul himself. Paul is a symbol for all of us today that it is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too late to get to know JESUS! Paul did not see nor know Jesus while Jesus was alive. Paul came to BELIEVE after Jesus' death. Paul formerly known as Saul is a true symbol that God is a God of second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray, in Jesus' mighty and anointed name, if anyone out there who does not know Jesus. Come home. If there is anyone out there who knows of Jesus and turn their back on Him and returned to the world's way of sinful living. Come home. God is a forgiving, loving, kind, just God and He wants us all to come home to His Kingdom. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, thank you for taking the time before you ascended to be at he right hand of God, to let the world know You are a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVING GOD&lt;/span&gt;! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides God, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-351570235387972885?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/351570235387972885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=351570235387972885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/351570235387972885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/351570235387972885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-is-risen.html' title='He IS RISEN!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3835899584292583909</id><published>2007-04-08T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:41:09.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w155.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w155.photobucket.com/albums/s307/rjqueen10/.my_first_widget.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0;" vspace="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3835899584292583909?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3835899584292583909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3835899584292583909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3835899584292583909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3835899584292583909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-1955472986230821768</id><published>2007-04-08T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:45:30.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>What has been happening with ME...!</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, I just wanted to give thanks to everyone who has taken time to come visit my blog spot. I want to give special thank yous for those who take additional time out of their schedule and leave me a comment. Most importantly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, I want to give thank yous to everyone for being patient with me. In addition to being a Mama of 4 year old twins, I am a graduate student. When classes are in session I will make a post weekly, when classes are not in session I will try to make a post daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I started with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; test locks. Four in the front and six in the back. Currently I am wearing my hair in two-strand twists. Well this morning as I was getting ready to attend church I re-twisted some strands that had come a loose in the back. I noticed I now only have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; test Sisterlock™ left in the back. The four in the front are still going strong. I guess it is time to put a call in to my consultant to first verify my scheduled May &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2007 appointment, second to express eagerness of accepting any cancelled appointment slot, and three to talk to her about my five back test Sisterlocks™ coming down, disappearing. Will this be a problem area for me when I get my full head of Sisterlocks™? If I notice my Sisterlocks™ are getting loose (slipping) is there anything I can personally do about it? What are my options, if any? I am really not that worried at this point, it is just interesting to note how different sections of my head responded to Sisterlocks™ I knew I was grateful for ALL of this time for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Be real careful about the back of my head when I get my Sisterlocks™!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a new gym for four weeks, well I have about 10 more days left on a four week pass. It has been a great experience, because it is my &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;husband’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gym. I have had several opportunities to actually workout with him, while our children were in the daycare area. I enjoyed this experience a lot. My &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is really noticing my weight loss, and my seriousness about my workouts! He taught me how to use some of the machines I did not know how to use before. He also praised me for my “good form”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ms. Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at this gym twice so far, who I met at the Sisterlocks™ meet and greet. On the second day, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talked me into taking a spinning class. Well, let me tell you! I represented, I was hyped, Hyped, HYPED! I kept paced with most of the seasoned class members and even exceeded the paced of a couple of spinning class veterans. But my body paid for it the next day-Friday, and the day after that-Saturday, and today is Sunday and still feel slight tenderness in places I did not know muscles existed! It was a fun and great cardio experience I will try it a couple of more times before my free gym pass expires. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am serious about my workouts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking on that I joined a new gym! My old gym was just that OLD! I don’t mean to sound ungrateful and like a complainer, I am just telling the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; for improving my FREE gym membership options! After I have spent about 15 weeks at new and up to date gyms, it was impossible to go back to the old. I have to drive 27 miles to my new gym, but it is worth the drive! They have childcare options for my children; all of the equipment is new, New, NEW. The equipment is state of the art! There are TVs and radio &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the actual elliptical machines, in addition to surrounding Flat Screen TVs. There is an upstairs and a downstairs area. I did not even make it upstairs on my first visit this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was giddy with excitement and energy! I took an Abdominal and Back Core group exercise class that lasted 20 minutes. Then I got on the elliptical machine for 20 minutes. I cut it short because I wanted to experience everything on my first visit; lately I’ve been doing 30 minutes to 60 minutes cardio sessions. I put on my bathing suit and I was in the steam room for 5 minutes and the Jacuzzi for 10 minutes. I took a wonderful shower and changed into warm street clothes. It actually snowed in Texas USA this Saturday. It was light flaky snow that did not affect the roads, but it was snow and cold none-the-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gym even has a Smoothie bar, so you know I got caught up. I added so much to what started off as a based 20oz Smoothie for $3.25 by the time I was finished, mine costs &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$7.50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was a most delicious smoothie, it tasted like a Piña Cola! It was called &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tropical Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it had pineapples, coconut, and mango. I added Wheatgrass powder, Spirulina powder, Soy Protein powder, and Glutamine powder. I have to investigate this further on my future visits, but I believe the lady who prepared it said it only contained about &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;325 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;calories. She also said because I added the stuff I added I could use my smoothie as a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meal replacement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I consumed the smoothie about 1:30 pm and I did not get hungry again until about 5:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my outstanding visiting gyms experience--threee different gyms so far, and my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW free gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Name, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-1955472986230821768?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/1955472986230821768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=1955472986230821768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/1955472986230821768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/1955472986230821768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-me.html' title='What has been happening with ME...!'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-7273183389722294115</id><published>2007-04-01T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T18:19:48.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Cornwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowerment'/><title type='text'>The Meet and Greet With Dr. Cornwell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my version of the DFW Sisterlocks™ Meet and Greet With &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt;. First I want to say, excellent, Excellent, EXCELLENT job &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GiGi, BlaqKofi, Maryee, Jen, Diane&lt;/span&gt; and there were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;two more ladies&lt;/span&gt; I don’t know there names (apologies). They made us feel catered to and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first walked into the banquet room I felt the ambience of the warmth and beauty of Sisterlocks™ live and in person. The tables were nicely decorated with cloth fabric; food was served buffet style yet with the elegance of a sit down meal. Dinner was grilled or smoked salmon, Creamy Alfredo pasta with chicken breast, a Cesar salad, tasty dinner roll, and last but not least there was a variety of cake for dessert. There was an option of red wine, white wine, and/or the most delicious tasting sweeten tea ever (I had two glasses). &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms. Y&lt;/span&gt; teased me because I was the only one at our table drinking tea. I proudly proclaim that I no longer consume alcohol beverages. I give you all of the glory for that Lord. I so enjoyed fellowshipping with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms. Y&lt;/span&gt;. I need to look for her at the most current gym I am attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the beautiful ladies I met and experienced. I was proud to see my inspiration, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt;, show up with her beautiful daughter &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Praline. Praline&lt;/span&gt; graced our ears with her deep and throaty version of "A Change Is Gonna Come" a 1965 single by R&amp;B singer-songwriter Sam Cooke, written and first recorded in 1963. Though only a modest hit for Cooke in comparison with his previous singles, the song became one of his first blatantly political songs, and came to exemplify the sixties Civil Rights Movement. The song has gained in popularity and critical acclaim in the decades since its release. Little Ms. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Praline&lt;/span&gt;, can definitely sing, Sing, SING! This is definitely a great song to symbolize the Sisterlocks™ self-LOVE experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I got a chance to meet &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Blaqkofi&lt;/span&gt; this is my living, walking, talking, breathing testimony of Sisterlocks™. I admire this woman and her spirit very, Very, VERY much.&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Blaq’s&lt;/span&gt; sister, Ms. T #1, who is just as pleasant as &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BlaqKofi.&lt;/span&gt; I liked her instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met an awesome lady whom I sat next to at dinner. She has such an inspiring testimony, let me see if I can retell it without taking away from it. I am going to call her, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms. T. #2&lt;/span&gt;, She showed me a photo of herself with glorious long shoulder length thick permed hair. It was enviously beautiful. She said she cut it all off, to support her sister who was diagnosed with cancer and had to go through treatments. She wanted to show her sister that it IS JUST hair. Now, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms. T’s #2&lt;/span&gt; hair is probably two inches long and she was recently Sisterlocked™. God, life is so amazing when are blessed to meet people who are not just living for themselves. Now that is support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Musilmahlocs&lt;/span&gt; and her most beautiful daughter is just gorgeous, Gorgeous, GEOGEOUS! I met &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AllyH20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I need to go to her blog site real soon) &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ms. S&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms. S.&lt;/span&gt; shared with me that before she got her Sisterlocks™ she a bald patch in her hair, the resulting damage from wearing perms. She said she went to a white doctor and the doctor asked her why does she not wear her hair natural? Ms. S. said the doctor gave her some shots of cortisone (I think she said cortisone) in her head and that stimulated the return of hair growth. She said it was not until she witnessed a lady sporting an afro and she asked the lady "Is that your natural hair without any chemicals added to it?" The lady answered yes! She said she immediately went to get the perm chemicals cut off, she said before she lost the courage. Now seven years later Ms. S’s Sisterlocks™ extend past her shoulders. Ms. S. story is significant to me, because she touched on the key component to being natural, after so many years of mis-educated torment… &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT TAKES COURAGE TO BE NATURAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I felt like such a groupie at the Sisterlocks™ meet and greet &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt;. I bought four Sisterlocks™ Lifestyle Journals and the “All About Love” Poetry Book by &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt;. I asked her to sign all of my books, and she did. I wish I had brought my “A Tapestry of Dreams” The Sisterlocks™ Book. I have never in my life jocked anything, or anyone, with the exception of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt; Himself. God, you know I have a fanatical, radical, mathematical admiration of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;! I was truly a fan, Fan, FAN at the Meet and Greet with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt;. She never acted irritated with me in any way. Thank your Dr. Cornwell for your time, presence, and your love for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; shared with us that I did not KNOW. Essentially we all know Sisterlocks™ cost so much on the front end of the process. (After a minimum of six months to a year, there is financial freedom and beautician freedom for the rest of your life—if you want to go and get retightening sessions you can and if you don’t want to you don’t have to). &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; shared with us that after she trains a consultant she no longer receives any income from that consultant. I thought this information made &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; more real, extra transparent, and even slightly vulnerable. This type of sharing impressed me because I was reading in “&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hair Story” by Ayana D. Byrd and Lori L. Tharps&lt;/span&gt; how Madame C.J. Walker and Annie Turnbo Malone had a sort of pyramid type business. Well I just assumed, until actually meeting &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; that Sisterlocks™ was that type of business as well. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; stated that the majority income comes from The Sisterlocks™ Lifestyle Journals, The DVDs, the specially formulated Sisterlocks™ hair care products, and any other items they sell under Sisterlocks™. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dr. Cornwell&lt;/span&gt; did not ask me to write any of this. I personally hope she is not offended by me writing this. But I just want to appeal to anyone out there who is not using Sisterlocks™ products, let us start supporting the company that gave us this freedom in the first place, before we go out and use products by white owned companies, disguising their products as if they are black owned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 350px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 350px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8000ff"&gt;&lt;embed name="looplet" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.filmloop.com/looplets/flash/v2/player2.swf" width="350" height="330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" flashvars="base=looplets.filmloop.com&amp;weblinkid=GSAdt8zaaxI-cC4t4j1unrWE6qLPWVMt&amp;amp;incr=5&amp;title=Meet%20and%20Greet%20with%20Dr.%20Cornwell&amp;amp;showtitle=1&amp;showdescription=0&amp;amp;showcaption=0&amp;color=8000ff&amp;amp;ntype=player&amp;cw=350&amp;amp;ch=330" bgcolor="#333333"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="BACKGROUND: url(http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_divider.gif) repeat-x; MARGIN: 0px 2px 2px; WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 18px"&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link?id=GSAdt8zaaxI-cC4t4j1unrWE6qLPWVMt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_show.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000085c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_create.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides God, feel free to share and post a response... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-7273183389722294115?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/7273183389722294115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=7273183389722294115&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7273183389722294115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/7273183389722294115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/04/meet-and-greet-with-dr-cornwell.html' title='The Meet and Greet With Dr. Cornwell...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5430033625425496634</id><published>2007-03-20T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:00:54.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consultations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><title type='text'>self-Love for REAL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading…),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been over there reading &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maryee&lt;/span&gt; Sisterlock Journey blog from of course “Beginning to End” Her posts "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What a woman's hair says about her&lt;/span&gt; " at &lt;a href="http://lovemylocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_lovemylocks_archive.html"&gt;http://lovemylocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_lovemylocks_archive.html&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Two-Year Anniversary is Today!&lt;/span&gt;" at &lt;a href="http://lovemylocks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_lovemylocks_archive.html"&gt;http://lovemylocks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_lovemylocks_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these posts. I needed these posts. I am glad she is sharing (has shared) herself with those of us to follow in her footprints. This is needed therapy for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling kind of discouraged for the last two days, because I will have to wait until May &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2007, to get my Sisterlocks™. But after reading a few posts &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maryee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; site, having my girl &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt; return, and a new post at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BlaqKofi&lt;/span&gt;, I have renewed resiliency to be patience and wait, and not do something desperate and immature. Like get braids (I had made an appointment for next Tuesday—I am going to call and cancel) or worse (there is always a WORSE)... I must remind myself that with your help God, I am creating a self-LOVE experience. There is no time for drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes start back for me tonight, so I will be here but not on a daily basis! I want to keep up my high gpa. I am addicted to bloggin’ so I will not stay away too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; you.   I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;confess&lt;/span&gt; all of my sins to you, those I know of and those that I have committed and don’t know about. I am ever &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; to you for my exceeding and abundant blessings, my husband, my twins, and my sound mind, I come to you in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;supplication&lt;/span&gt; on my own behalf, please continue to teach me how to love the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt; You created &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; to be. I don't want to be false anymore, &lt;strong&gt;covering&lt;/strong&gt; myself up because I am ashamed of the natural me. Also please allow a spot to become available sooner with my consulatant &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt;, an availablitity that is good for both of our schedules. In Jesus' Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RgAD_htBq6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAv60dA3hNc/s1600-h/Why+Am+I+covering+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044035972568820642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RgAD_htBq6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAv60dA3hNc/s320/Why+Am+I+covering+Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RgAEMhtBq7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/zuMSu6f3JYo/s1600-h/I+love+this+better.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044036195907120050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RgAEMhtBq7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/zuMSu6f3JYo/s320/I+love+this+better.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5430033625425496634?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5430033625425496634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5430033625425496634&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5430033625425496634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5430033625425496634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/self-love-for-real.html' title='self-Love for REAL...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RgAD_htBq6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAv60dA3hNc/s72-c/Why+Am+I+covering+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-2261700184296457417</id><published>2007-03-17T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:01:03.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consultations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><title type='text'>My Intial Consulation...</title><content type='html'>Dear God (and anyone else out there reading...),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxHzGKx7HI/AAAAAAAAADw/2ih1t40D1HU/s1600-h/AfroWTest+Locks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042984625902840946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxHzGKx7HI/AAAAAAAAADw/2ih1t40D1HU/s320/AfroWTest+Locks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; test locks. What an appropriate number! I did not even think about it until just now. I have four in the very front and six in the back. They are size 4 and size 3, now I am not going to even pretend I know what this means. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; my consultant said, it will not make much different to me. But she is watching for how my hair responds to the different sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxGoGKx7FI/AAAAAAAAADg/zPpGm0QDDGQ/s1600-h/Here+They+Are.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042983337412652114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxGoGKx7FI/AAAAAAAAADg/zPpGm0QDDGQ/s320/Here+They+Are.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My initial consultation went perfectly, I love, Love, LOVE &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt;! I am so excited about Sisterlocks™, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sisterlocks™ I wish I could have them today! That was the only disappointment! During our previous conversations on the phone it never occurred for me to schedule my appointments after my initial consultation, so I have to wait until May &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, 2007 to get my Sisterlocks™, bah humbug! She is a booked up until then. But I learned, and we scheduled three up coming future appointments. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; said if an earlier available space comes up she will keep me in mind. So I am praying some will cancel their current spot and reschedule it for a later date and allow me to get my Sisterlocks™ as soon as possible. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxHFmKx7GI/AAAAAAAAADo/fsqL_kXDvec/s1600-h/Test+Locks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042983844218793058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxHFmKx7GI/AAAAAAAAADo/fsqL_kXDvec/s320/Test+Locks+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; says she is only 5 feet 3 inches tall, but she carries herself taller. I am six feet tall, by the way. She is very professional. Her Spirit is lovely, patience, and joyful. I am glad &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt; recommended her to me. I am grateful that &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BlaqKofi &lt;/span&gt;is a living, breathing, walking testimony for me. Thank you, ladies. At one point, I asked her why she was smiling so, she said, “I am just smiling back at you, because you are smiling at me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; on a natural high (by the way God, those are the best highs in this world). I had questions that came up and I forgot to ask them. But I will call her, when my brain clears up. So if I have to wait until May &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2007 that is just more of an opportunity for me to LEARN and to LOVE my hair. I am patient, because this has already turned out to be a better experience than any hair path I have ever taken before in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I comb my hair later today, I will take pictures of my test locks and post them onto this blog post. My husband, asked,”Are they all going to be that tiny? That is going to take forever to get them all in your head.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus’ Name, Amen&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone else out there is listening besides God, feel free to share and post a response...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-2261700184296457417?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/2261700184296457417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=2261700184296457417&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2261700184296457417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2261700184296457417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-intial-consulation.html' title='My Intial Consulation...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfxHzGKx7HI/AAAAAAAAADw/2ih1t40D1HU/s72-c/AfroWTest+Locks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-170714247501925809</id><published>2007-03-14T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:27:39.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Blessing, My Husband...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just come to you again, and I thank you for blessing me with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I try to learn everyday (like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Chosen Vessel&lt;/span&gt;) to be more of a proverbs 31 woman and wife. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;huband's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; poem to me is a confirmation, that I am on the right path. I give all the glory and honor to you God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am starting a new birth of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been very patient with me, (I got to addicted to bloggin', I did not keep our home as clean as it could be). He is educating himself as much as it possible for a bald headed man, about my hair trama to hair triumph story. (I've showed him &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Creyole's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BlaqKofi's&lt;/span&gt; blogspot and beautiful hair). He always says to me, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;, what do I know? I don't have any hair?" Although he can't agree with the costs of Sisterlocks™ he is not hindering me from getting them. He has even suggested, without me having to try to sell him on it, that we get some Sisterlocks™ for our daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lord, thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU everyday for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #b75c00; padding: 0; height:300px; width:300px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.filmloop.com/looplets/flash/v2/player2.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" flashvars="base=looplets.filmloop.com&amp;weblinkid=C-yPuyeCGiPwCP5iKRuH4uSRL/dOowxC&amp;incr=5&amp;title=My%20Blessing%2C%20My%20Husband&amp;showtitle=1&amp;showdescription=0&amp;showcaption=1&amp;color=b75c00&amp;ntype=player&amp;cw=300&amp;ch=280" name="looplet" align="middle" bgcolor="#333333" width="300" height="280" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: green; background: url(http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_divider.gif) repeat-x; margin: 0 2px 2px 2px; width:296px; height:18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link?id=C-yPuyeCGiPwCP5iKRuH4uSRL/dOowxC" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_show.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000085c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_create.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I could pick any woman to share my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The woman I would choose, would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt;, my wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife is six feet tall and not hard to miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife always greets me with a hello and with a kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife came into my life when everything was a maybe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife, with God’s help, blessed me with twin babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife is intelligent and she’s very smart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife doesn’t have half, but all of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife is honest and hides nothing from me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife’s faith in God has set her free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife’s lifestyle has change, but not without a fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife knows all things are possible through Jesus Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife supports me in everything I do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife shows me love no matter what were are going through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife has my love, my honor, and my respect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wife isn’t just good she is the very best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt; you are my friend, my lover and my wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God for adding you to my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even when things got hard and you wanted to leave and be free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You told me you asked God for a husband, and He gave you, me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love your Husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-170714247501925809?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/170714247501925809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/170714247501925809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-blessing-my-husband.html' title='My Blessing, My Husband...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5772529197209537840</id><published>2007-03-13T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T07:06:34.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>To Color or Not To  Color???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfaeSrnAmoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuN0EvEjNtw/s1600-h/My+Braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041390876669024898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfaeSrnAmoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuN0EvEjNtw/s320/My+Braids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my decision last night. I was going to color my hair a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bronze golden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; color. I called my consultant &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; first to make sure this would not hinder my Sisterlocks™ process. I also wanted her opinion about the color I was considering. The first thing she mentioned is to have the coloring done before I get my Sisterlocks™ . She also said based upon photos on my blog... Wow! She visited my blog! I am so honored. Thank you, God. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GiGi&lt;/span&gt; said based upon my photos that color will match my complexion. I had wanted to color because I wanted a visual of the contrast between where my hair started with Sisterlocks™ and where my hair was going with Sisterlocks™. I saw some beautiful color of some ladies' hair &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BlaqKofi&lt;/span&gt;, and a few others. I was visiting &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maryee's&lt;/span&gt; blog yesterday and two days before she Sisterlocked™ she had her tresses colored. Even up to a year later she experienced dryness, she said it could have been previous perming or the color done right before she Sisterlock. I also read the truth about color in the book "No Lye" by Tulani Kinard and "Let's Talk Hair" by Pamela Ferrell. I came to the conclusion coloring is not for me. It would have been cool to enhance my hair with some Henna Dyes. But I will find a different way besides color to adorn my Sisterlocks™.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there have an opinion or experience about coloring their hair they would like to share with me, please do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5772529197209537840?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5772529197209537840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5772529197209537840&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5772529197209537840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5772529197209537840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-color-or-not-to-color.html' title='To Color or Not To  Color???'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RfaeSrnAmoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YuN0EvEjNtw/s72-c/My+Braids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-3504543891061111769</id><published>2007-03-12T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:16:56.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Perm'/><title type='text'>Where was I going with the perm?</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffff00; padding: 0; height:325px; width:325px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.filmloop.com/looplets/flash/v2/player2.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" flashvars="base=looplets.filmloop.com&amp;weblinkid=/kDTmNlQvGCNQVF7qJrTOHlJkjZGu4I7&amp;amp;incr=5&amp;title=The%20Perm&amp;amp;showtitle=1&amp;showdescription=0&amp;amp;showcaption=1&amp;color=ffff00&amp;amp;ntype=player&amp;cw=325&amp;amp;ch=305" name="looplet" align="middle" bgcolor="#333333" width="325" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: green; background: url(http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_divider.gif) repeat-x; margin: 0 2px 2px 2px; width:321px; height:18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link?id=/kDTmNlQvGCNQVF7qJrTOHlJkjZGu4I7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_show.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000085c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_create.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I disliked most about the perm, what I was completely dependent on my beautician for haircare. When I could afford it, I saw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautician&lt;/span&gt; every two weeks. But regardless my hair continued to get shorter and shorter and shorter. I had to suffer through salon gossip. They thought I was strange because I would go with my Franklin Planner and schedule my life. I heard comments from the older ladies such as "this is my time to relax", etc. My objective was to tune them all out and mind my own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I thought in order to be considered professional I had to have my hair permed. That was very stressful to me. I did not like the hairsytle, yet I perceived it was something I had to do, to be accepted at work and to keep my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see in the Sisterlocks™ hairstyle, everything I have always wanted my hair to be and beyond. My initial consultation is only &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days away, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;March 16, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Name,&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-3504543891061111769?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/3504543891061111769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=3504543891061111769&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3504543891061111769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/3504543891061111769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-was-i-going-with-perm.html' title='Where was I going with the perm?'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-6377375189328866156</id><published>2007-03-08T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T03:24:09.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Nice Dreads by Lonnice Brittenum Bonner</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear God, (an&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Re_VDJ3RRnI/AAAAAAAAADA/bL6UNEjjamA/s1600-h/Nice+Dreads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039480758214936178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="347" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Re_VDJ3RRnI/AAAAAAAAADA/bL6UNEjjamA/s320/Nice+Dreads.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for creating people who took the time to figure out how to care for our natural hair and then took even more time to explain it to the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Table of Contents&lt;/strong&gt; © 2005&lt;br /&gt;Thank You For Letting Me Be Myself... Again&lt;br /&gt;1)Getting Started: Fruit of the Nappy Root&lt;br /&gt;2)How Do You Wash Them?&lt;br /&gt;3)The Wind in You Hair: Drying Your Locks&lt;br /&gt;4)Tending Your Garden: Locked Hair Care&lt;br /&gt;5)Locking 911&lt;br /&gt;6)Coloring&lt;br /&gt;7)Working Up a Sweat&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Manchild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the Dirty South&lt;br /&gt;9)Love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nappiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hair Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;10)Your New Life as a Locked-Hair Diva&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You For Letting Me Be Myself... Again&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this chapter she shares her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; thoughts and apprehensions about locking her hair. She explains how she wanted her dreads to look pretty and attractive. And she describes how she started her own dreads and the mistakes she made and the lessons she learned. I think the most important point made in this chapter is to lay the proper foundation for your locked hairstyle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting Started: Fruit of the Nappy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say the biggest questions answered in this chapter are "Do I need to cut off my perm?" and "Can you take them out?" She gives details on the parts that make up a lock. There is also a section offering instruction on how to get started with locks. I quote, "The ideal situation is to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loctician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;braider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; start your locks for you". In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;otherwords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a professional. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is my plug for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;consultants&lt;/span&gt; must be certified, see the links to the right for the Official &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ website. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Root How Do You Wash Them?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She talks about the perception of "Nastiness" vs. "Dirtiness". There is a proper way and number of times to wash locked hair so that is will not smell, mildew, unlock, get flat, and more. She talks briefly about acidic rinses and hot oil treatments and conditioners. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I personally did not know you could do all of these things to locked hair. When I wore my braids all I did was wash them with Optimum Care shampoo. I was afraid the conditioner would build up and cause "matting" at the point where new growth came in and my hair was connected to the braid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wind in You Hair: Drying Your Locks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A good tip I got from this chapter is: If you use hair dryers, only used them to&lt;strong&gt; help &lt;/strong&gt;dry the locks, &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;to dry them completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tending Your Garden: Locked Hair Care&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lonnice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; provides a "Basic Gear for Locked Hair" list. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also saw this when I visited &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Creyole's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BlaqKofi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;blogspots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blogspots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;educational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She explains "The importance of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Poppin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; Your Locks". I love how she explains how to massage your scalp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do this now and it actually takes away stress points, and stimulates growth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There is a section in this chapter on "Nighttime Lock Care". It is not just enough to just go to sleep on your locks, you must provide care to protect your locks and the moisture to your locks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Locking 911&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Problems can occur with locks, however many of the problems can be "headed off before they are irreversible". Have you lost a lock? It can be reattached. Do you have dandruff? It Maybe the products you are using on your hair and scalp. What about buildup? Weakened Locks? Lint? Mildew? If she does not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;answers&lt;/span&gt; all of your questions about these issues, at least she starts the discussion. You now have a point of reference to talk from with your consultant or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;loctician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coloring&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is possible to color locks. There are some methods out that are less invasive. She recommends to "try simply &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enhancing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; your hair color". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BlaqKofi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair color, she does it herself. On her blog, she does not recommend that you color your locks. I want to color my hair, a bronze golden like color. I have never had my hair colored before in my life. But I want this color because I want to have visible contrast so I can watch my hair 's growth progress. Is that weird.? Well, anyway, I called my future consultant &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt; and asked her opinion, because I don't want to mess anything up to keep me from getting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™. She said that color combination will compliment my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;skin tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, [&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHE HAS READ MY BLOG, LORD!!! WOW!!! I am so humbled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;] and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do it before I get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™. If I do color, it will be the only time I do, in the future I may do some "natural" based coloring. Thank you again, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for getting me hooked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bloggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. Thank you &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;BlaqKofi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for "raving" about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working Up a Sweat&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She included an very strong section on how to wear proper ponytails to prevent "traction &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;alopecia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is marked by a gradually receding hairline". I laughed out loud at the following part of her description, "...with great care not to pull the hair so sleekly and tightly against the skull that you get a nonsurgical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;facelit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was delighted with the visual her description created for me. Because I actually did this to myself. I can laugh about it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am loving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Sisterlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ hair and lifestyle, because I workout at least 4 days per week for at least 2 hours. I give God all of the glory for that discipline and wisdom in the areas of exercise. I saw &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Creyole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in aerobics class with her beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ not missing a beat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' her sweat on. At the end of the workout her hair was still well put together, "tamed". That is when I knew, Knew, KNEW beyond a shadow of a doubt, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ ARE for me. I am addicted to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Working Out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Bloggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and this list is growing each day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Manchild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the Dirty South&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this chapter she showcases her son with dreads, the challenges with maintaining this style on her son, and deeper "psychological perceptions" she had to overcome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It is my opinion that men and boys' hair, should be low cut and different from women's. But that is just my two cents, and everyone has their own feelings and thoughts about that. I am just glad my husband is bald--his hairline is... let me just call it "interesting" . He might read my blog and think I am talking about him, I'm not, I'm only telling the truth. We keep our son's hair low on the top and low fade into bald on the sides. But he has the coolest swirly wave pattern right in the front of his crown. The barbers have to be real careful or they will end up putting a "plug" in my son's head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Nappiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hair Inspiration Your New Life as a Locked-Hair Diva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are lovely pictures of inspiring women of locks throughout this whole chapter, with a variety of careers. I am kinda of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;partial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to pages 130 and 131, this mother and daughter are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Sisterlocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™. One thing I like about this chapter is she does not force one style of dread on your or another style of dreads on you. She just shows you and assortment of pictures with different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;styles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and you are able to make your own decision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In my opinion, That is the way is should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She lists &lt;strong&gt;resources &lt;/strong&gt;at the end of the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lord, I want to be used in this post to help anyone who thought about reading the book, but have not. I recommend it as a must read and have for natural hair care. I enjoyed it, it did not take up too much of my time, and I learned so very much. I thank you God for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Lonnice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Brittenum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bonner and her books, specifically "Nice Dreads". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God's Humble Servant, Sis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;RJQueen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-6377375189328866156?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/6377375189328866156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=6377375189328866156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6377375189328866156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6377375189328866156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/nice-dreads-by-lonnice-brittenum-bonner.html' title='Nice Dreads by Lonnice Brittenum Bonner'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Re_VDJ3RRnI/AAAAAAAAADA/bL6UNEjjamA/s72-c/Nice+Dreads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-5918720498148645858</id><published>2007-03-06T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:05:04.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curl'/><title type='text'>The Awkward Years...</title><content type='html'>Dear God (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you know at my church they are doing an awesome event for the young ladies ages 13 to 19. For spring break they are having beauty enhancement sessions for over 100 or so young ladies. The are going to teach them how to enhance their beauty instead of covering it up. The will teach these young women from God's perspective on beauty. I think this is so excellent and I wish something like this had been available to me when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken me 34 years to understand, appreciate, and love who God made me to be. It was such short notice, so I believe they already have ladies in place that they want, however I would love to show them the work God is doing in me. Perhaps, next year when my Sisterlock™ are fierce. In the meantime, I made a small monetary contribution to show my support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #004925; padding: 0; height:350px; width:350px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.filmloop.com/looplets/flash/v2/player2.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" flashvars="base=looplets.filmloop.com&amp;weblinkid=Zv8gpJIvXTny6nl5O2cbb/3Np7q0Cq66&amp;incr=5&amp;title=The%20Awkward%20Years...The%20Curl&amp;showtitle=1&amp;showdescription=0&amp;showcaption=1&amp;color=004925&amp;ntype=player&amp;cw=350&amp;ch=330" name="looplet" align="middle" bgcolor="#333333" width="350" height="330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: green; background: url(http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_divider.gif) repeat-x; margin: 0 2px 2px 2px; width:346px; height:18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link?id=Zv8gpJIvXTny6nl5O2cbb/3Np7q0Cq66" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_show.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000085c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/metal_create.gif" style="margin:0; border:0; padding:0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said, that pictures speak 1000 words.  This is an attempt by me to keep my blog shorter, than my normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus's Name,&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-5918720498148645858?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/5918720498148645858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=5918720498148645858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5918720498148645858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/5918720498148645858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/awkward-years.html' title='The Awkward Years...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-271510758660171160</id><published>2007-03-05T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T06:57:48.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>The Re-Birth of My Afro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 278px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; HEIGHT: 88px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;embed name="looplet" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.filmloop.com/looplets/flash/v2/looplet.swf" width="278" height="70" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" flashvars="base=looplets.filmloop.com&amp;weblinkid=IyE7tyK30pqcRcyuBM-RBwxocHX-rS6I&amp;amp;flnb=1&amp;incr=1" bgcolor="#333333"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link?id=IyE7tyK30pqcRcyuBM-RBwxocHX-rS6I" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/see_it_big.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/divider.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000085c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/create_your_own.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmloop.adbureau.net/adclick/CID=0000073c0000000000000000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/images/flash_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for my for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;REASON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friendships with BlaqKofi and Creyole, I pray that as I grow and mature in Sisterlocks™ that our relationships will grow to for a SEASON friendships and eventually to LIFETIME friendships. You see it is through "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt;" spirits that you place in my path, that I am able to see JESUS. Jesus is my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFETIME&lt;/span&gt; friend! Currently My identical twin sister is also my LIFETIME friend. Here is why...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is my natural sister and she is also my spiritual sister in Christ at the church we are both members of. She lifts me and encourages me in my commitment to Jesus. She gives without the expectation of anything in return from me but LOVE. She accepts, my radical, fanatical, mathematical Love of Jesus. No matter, through the years, how I sat her to the side to pursue this relationship or that friendship, at the end she is the one who has remained standing. She gives me an unconditional, nonjudgmental LOVE, she is my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFETIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is through my relationship with (until I consult with her, I will call her...) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LJPrincess13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that I am able to see with my natural eyes how Jesus forgives me over and over again. He is a God of second chances, even when I don’t deserve them. Jesus is my friend, He is consistent in everyway. Jesus is my LIFETIME friend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038453073311661826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RewuYBQ3fwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ary7FwW9iSU/s320/We+Are+Twins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture is 8 years old. However, I think we look so much alike here. Can you guess who is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/span&gt; and who is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LJPrincess13&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hint: In this picture she just had a beautiful baby girl for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;, so she is slightly healthier than her normal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At that point in my life, I was not blessed with children, so we shared her daughter. I am so in love with my neice, she calls me "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AuntieMommie&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to BlaqKofi, I am able to attempt at creating a more interesting views of my photos. I call the above the re-birthing of my Afro. It is kinda a bitter-sweet experience. When I final figure out how to style my own natural hair, I am moving on to Sisterlocks™. I thank you God for this time to experience and care for my own natural hair. It is truly liberating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But with all things in life, eventually we must UPGRADE and that is why I have an appointment with GIGI a certified Sisterlocks™ consultant on March 16, 2007! So that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really tried to keep this post short, I guess my style is at this point is just "long-winded". Perhaps I will have to say less after I come home to Sisterlocks™. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the meantime, watch me as I breath...deeply. Inhale through the nose &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH)&lt;/span&gt; and Exhale through the mouth (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;). (repeat &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more times)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Jesus's powerful name, Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;RJQueen10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-271510758660171160?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/271510758660171160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=271510758660171160&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/271510758660171160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/271510758660171160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/re-birth-of-my-afro.html' title='The Re-Birth of My Afro'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RewuYBQ3fwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ary7FwW9iSU/s72-c/We+Are+Twins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-4578315299966949830</id><published>2007-03-03T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T04:46:19.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Exercising In My Aftro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelXUBQ3fuI/AAAAAAAAACc/AvOCXgBmvtI/s1600-h/RQueen+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037653659638791906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelXUBQ3fuI/AAAAAAAAACc/AvOCXgBmvtI/s320/RQueen+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Wednesday, I was waiting to see Creyole in aerobics. She was not there when I got there, but I was all prepared for her to take up close pictures of me with her digital camera to post on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a earlier e-mail I told her I would be wearing my afro. Well, I strutted confidently into class for the first time wearing my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; natural hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I could not contain myself. Since class was late starting, many ladies were already there sitting around waiting for our instructor and class to start. I said, "Hey everybody, do you see my hair?" Many gave positive comments and some were silent. I started singing about how free I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037652792055398098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelWhhQ3ftI/AAAAAAAAACU/VnIeiIXolD8/s320/RQueen+004.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;These pictures in this post are AFTER the workout. Which I think came about pretty good. Now the BEFORE the workout, you just have to take my word that I was-- my hair (which I had freshly styled) and my little lip gloss, and my outfit were --too cute! I will try to recreate myself next week and see if I can make another photo appointment with Creyole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelZIRQ3fvI/AAAAAAAAACk/NJYlNEnYHYc/s1600-h/RQueen+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037655656798584562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="334" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelZIRQ3fvI/AAAAAAAAACk/NJYlNEnYHYc/s320/RQueen+005.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hardly heard anyone as I told them I am going to get Sisterlocks™ real soon like the ones Creyole sports. Some began relate, by making comments about such as , "do I know such and such who wears her hair natural ?" and other ladies they know in class who wear their hair natural. Eventually with both Creyole and RJQueen10 in class being free to be natural they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will want to make the change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; personal and it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a process (like all healings that don’t come directly from Jesus Christ and God Himself. The bible declares that whenever Jesus healed, the miracle was immediate, instantaneous.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In aerobics class, I told them not to laugh if my afro shrunk up by the end of class. I was really surprised that it did not shrink up after sweating up a storm for a little over 1 hour and then taking a hot shower afterward. I sweat so hard, that even by the time Creyole came into the dressing room (I left class 15 minutes early to shower etc.) I could not stop my body from sweating. However, my hair performed “exceedingly and abundantly” above all of my expectations and without shrinkage. You can see my sweat in this photo. My husband gave me a pretty good edge up! Thanks, hubby! I would have preferred a softer edge-up but beggars can't be choosy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, Okay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I went to aerobics class again on Thursday, sporting my Afro day 2. There were a different set of ladies in the Tues/Thus. class vs. the Mon/Wed/Sat class. I did not make a big to-do about my hair today. However, I received several compliments on my figure (so far I have lost 24 pounds since 10/18/2006) and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;.   I believe my strut is just so much more confident than in the past, so much more “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” (as Maya Angelou might say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I came home and today my 4 to 6 inch afro shrunk up like crazy (that did not happen yesterday, thank you, God because I went to church immediately after my workout)! I was like okay I have to do something to my hair or else tomorrow it will be totally unmanageable. I stepped in the hot shower with my large tooth comb. The heat and steam were perfect. I wish I had some eucalyptus to clear up my nasal passage (well actually I do have some I just did not know how to apply it during my shower, I usually take it to the gym with me and use it in the steam room). I let the strong water flow thru my hair. Whew! That felt so very, Very, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; great! I just rinsed the impurities out, because on Satudays I like to do "No Poo" shampoo sessions with my hair and it is just was not time for that again, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair became soft. I was able to comb thru easily. After I got out of the shower, I applied about 16 or so large Two-Strand Twists to my damp hair and foam rolled the ends. Let's see how my afro comes out in the morning... I am excited, refreshed, and renewed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I like the way my hair came out! I am actually forcing myself to like and LOVE my hair. I wanted to cover my hair up, because it was kind of unruly. However, I reasoned. I look less unnatural being natural than I did when I went about with braid extensions with lots of new growth coming in and fake ponytails extensions. I am glad I did not cover up my natural hair. I wrapped a black scarf around the edges and went to workout at the gym. I felt cute, I may not have looked cute, but I felt cute. And that I believe, is half of he battle. Understanding my natural hair is maturing me into the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;phenomenal woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I want to become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I completed the workout with another one of those great steamy showers. This time I applied a Moisturizing Spritz to my hair-- 1 teaspoon of aloe vera juice, 1 teaspoon of vegetable glycerin (I don't have this ingredient--I need to go to the whole foods store), 3 drops of your favorite essential oils (I used about 1o drops of Jojoba Oil, 1 teaspoon of Tea Tree Oil). For water I used 2 Cups Dasani purified bottled water &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a product of The Coca-Cola Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, that I drink about 80 to 100 oz of daily. I picked up this recipe from page 45 in a book called "Going Natural" by Mireille Liong-A-Kong, &lt;a href="http://going-natural.com"&gt;http://going-natural.com&lt;/a&gt;. I Two-Strand Twisted my damp hair and foam rolled the ends. Put on my black nylon bonnet with while ruffles. Then I chilled with the twins and my neice the rest of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sisterlocks™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here comes RJQueen10, my appointment is 13 days away on March 16, 2007!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In Jesus's Name, Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-4578315299966949830?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/4578315299966949830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=4578315299966949830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4578315299966949830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4578315299966949830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/exercising-in-my-aftro.html' title='Exercising In My Aftro...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/RelXUBQ3fuI/AAAAAAAAACc/AvOCXgBmvtI/s72-c/RQueen+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-6294953054486208890</id><published>2007-03-02T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T04:40:50.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowerment'/><title type='text'>Phenomenal Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear God, (and anyone else who is reading...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, Love, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; this poem by Maya Angelou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pretty women wonder where my secret lies,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size&lt;br /&gt;But when I start to tell them,&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms,&lt;br /&gt;The span of my hips,&lt;br /&gt;The stride of my steps,&lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room&lt;br /&gt;Just as cool as you please,&lt;br /&gt;And to a man,&lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or&lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees.&lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me,&lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my waist,&lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Men themselves have wondered&lt;br /&gt;What they see in me.&lt;br /&gt;They try so much&lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them,&lt;br /&gt;They say they still can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;it's in the arch of my back,&lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile,&lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breasts,&lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ref4yxQ3fsI/AAAAAAAAACI/BMxgkzT7fZs/s1600-h/Anniversary+Date.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037268259338419906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ref4yxQ3fsI/AAAAAAAAACI/BMxgkzT7fZs/s320/Anniversary+Date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just why my head's not bowed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about&lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud.&lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing,&lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;it's in the click of my heels,&lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair,&lt;br /&gt;The palm of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;The need for my care.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally,&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband loves this picture and told my to put it in my post. It was our anniversary Jan. 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and he took me out to a lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; with live jazz music playing as we ate in a secluded candle lit booth. He made surprise reservations and everything. It was an &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesomely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;romantical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I made this word up, okay?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;night.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can't tell from the photo but my hairstyle is Two-Strand Flat Twists in the front with a Blown-out Afro in the back. I felt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gorgeous, and my husband lavished attention on me on our special day. He is getting more affectionate each year. I think he is finally starting to understand some of my needs . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;admire&lt;/span&gt; you. I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;confess &lt;/span&gt;any sins that I have knowingly committed and I confess any sins I have committed that I don't know about. I &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; everyday for blessing with my huband, who is a man of God, I thank you for our twins, who are growing up strong in your Word. I come to you in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;supplication&lt;/span&gt; for my husband, Lord continue to pour your blessings and favor over his life. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-C-T-S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! In Jesus's name. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. RJQueen10 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-6294953054486208890?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/6294953054486208890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=6294953054486208890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6294953054486208890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/6294953054486208890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/phenomenal-woman.html' title='Phenomenal Woman'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/Ref4yxQ3fsI/AAAAAAAAACI/BMxgkzT7fZs/s72-c/Anniversary+Date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-1250383663227315097</id><published>2007-03-01T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:16:52.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afros'/><title type='text'>My First Afro Attempt...</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this "season" of my life? That's right, this is my first attempt at trying to wear my own hair. I am so glad pictures were taken because at the time when I looked in the mirror, I did not like the reflection looking back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReaxUYIkELI/AAAAAAAAABw/3Dx9K8ytDi4/s1600-h/1stAfro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036908196894347442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReaxUYIkELI/AAAAAAAAABw/3Dx9K8ytDi4/s320/1stAfro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Lord these pictures were taken in 2000, about 7 years ago. I remember this as something I did in between the time of taking down my old braids and waiting for my next braid appointment. My mama had been trying to roller wet set her hair with straws. Well, I did the same thing however, I used those small blue rod rollers. My hair came out beautiful and I could not even see nor feel the beauty. What a shame, Shame, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Ouch! This kind of hurts, to look back and ... Lord, thank you for your healings, in Jesus's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036908106700034210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReaxPIIkEKI/AAAAAAAAABo/BQYHRtRPanQ/s320/1stAfro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I looked at the pictures after they had been developed, I was like, "Wow, my hair &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pretty". I fell in love with the wavyness right in the front. Well, I am really, Really, REALLY glad I have these pictures. However, I did not know how to maintain that hairsytle and I really did not like the hairstyle, because I really did not like (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my hair tribulations continued on until I met Creyole at the gym in year 2007, I will never forget how I felt when I saw her beautiful Sisterlocks™. I KNEW (FELT) that this is the hairsyle for me and the future me&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; becoming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click my link to the left and see how beautiful she and her hair &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sis. RJQueen10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-1250383663227315097?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/1250383663227315097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=1250383663227315097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/1250383663227315097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/1250383663227315097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-first-afro-attempt.html' title='My First Afro Attempt...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReaxUYIkELI/AAAAAAAAABw/3Dx9K8ytDi4/s72-c/1stAfro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-2531277597065290456</id><published>2007-02-28T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:03:47.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowerment'/><title type='text'>Being Natural is True Freedom and Internal Joy...</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord, (and anyone else out there reading my blog)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are photos of my first natural style, that I actually liked. I tried to wear the afro before for this. Everyone else complimented me. My biggest cheerleader my M&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVspYIkEEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ktWkhxoMuKg/s1600-h/TwoStrand+Twist1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036551216392572994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVspYIkEEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ktWkhxoMuKg/s320/TwoStrand+Twist1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ama even came over to give me grooming tips and more encouragement than I knew could exists. My identical twin sister took pictures. (I will post them tomorrow). She said later when you look back, you will see that indeed this afro does look beautiful on you. My husband made references to me looking like Angela Davis and the women of the 1970s. Everyone that mattered complimented and encouraged my first step to wearing my hair without my braid extensions. However there was so much, built up NON-LOVE, when I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I did not like the image looking back at me. What a shame, Shame, SHAME! I am so glad my identical twin sister took the pictures. I now am able to see the beauty in the natural me, Me, ME! (I promise I will post them tomorrow.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These three pictures on the post today, are the sytle I was wearing when my "little mirror" said, "I don't want pony tails. I want to look like you. Pretty." My heart melted and my courage to be natural (without braid extensions) grew. I remember seeing a girl in this grad&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVvwYIkEGI/AAAAAAAAABA/kpaxruE6nYE/s1600-h/TwoStrand+Twist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036554635186540642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" height="309" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVvwYIkEGI/AAAAAAAAABA/kpaxruE6nYE/s320/TwoStrand+Twist2.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uate program I am in, being natural. She radiates joy, confidence, beauty, and a comfortableness with herself I am yet able to describe with words. Well a positive habit, I had taken on was to compliment any woman I saw wearing her natural hair. I did not have the courage to do so for myself yet. But I wanted to, if I could, encourage them to keep doing what they were doing. Because, one thing I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; understand was being natural took boldness and it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also so very different from our current cultural standards. I wanted these ladies I complimented, to hear at least one person say something good to them that day about what they were saying to the world by simply being as God created them to be-- natural. This ended up being a reciprocal blessing, because the more I confessed to these sisters that I wanted to be natural but I was afraid, Afraid, AFRAID! They turned around and gave me advice, positive words, etc. But the girl, from my class said, "The day you are ready, I will help you style your hair." I surprised her when eight weeks later, I took her up on her offer. She said she thought I was not serious when I first mentioned my interest to her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Creyole, she was just as excited for me to be natural as you are for me to be Sisterlocked™. And the world truly is small, because she is also a member of my over 17,000 members church. I now see her at church and we encourage each other spiritually as well.) Oh, how the Lord has blessed my in my self-LOVE Experience. Thank you God. I give all of the glory, to you Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The thing I found most facinating, was although I have not put any chemicals in my hair in over four years. The young lady from my class had been wearing her hair natural f&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVybYIkEHI/AAAAAAAAABI/noP18IiBCKg/s1600-h/TwoStrand+Twist3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036557572944171122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVybYIkEHI/AAAAAAAAABI/noP18IiBCKg/s320/TwoStrand+Twist3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or a year and a half and she has more length, more volume, her hair is healthier. And she showed me pictures where her hair grew from being a TWA to the abundant mass of coily, kinky, wavy, natural strands they are today. I know, Know, KNOW that everyone hair is unique to them. However, I now realize that hair without the braid extensions are better. I also now realize, that Sisterlocks™ are an even better option. One major experience of freedom was when I went to the gym with this hairstyle. I work out consistently 4 days per week for two hours and I sweat like I've been in a shower for two hours. Well, I did not have to worry about my blown out afro shrinking. (Note to BlaqKofi-- I love volume). It was kind of disappointing to me when I first got my hair in TwoStrand Twists because it was done while my hair was wet. My natural hair is very "springy" and it just curled right up. I felt there was no volume and I felt like I looked like a boy. My girlfriend, from class said, " No. I like the way your hair does that, I wish mine would do that." Of course, I wishing my hair would do as her hair is doing. (Note to Ms Stella -- are you still out there? Did you have any similiar experiences with your hair?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, Okay, OKAY! I really could talk to you forever and ever, Lord. But you know, I must go get the twins ready for school. Lord, I want you to know that I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you, I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all of my sins on to you (the ones I know of and the ones I don't know of), I am &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the many ways you exceedingly and abundantly bless your servant and her family -ME, I come to you in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;supplication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for all women who are in bondage to the chemical treatments, the beauty salons, the self-HATE. I ask in Jesus's powerful and anointed name to release them from bondage as you did the children of Isreal. I also ask that in Jesus's mighty name they be release with a renewed and restored anointed love for self, a love for the God in them that is you, a self-Love! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-C-T-S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus's Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJQueen10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-2531277597065290456?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/2531277597065290456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=2531277597065290456&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2531277597065290456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/2531277597065290456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/02/being-natural-is-true-freedom-and.html' title='Being Natural is True Freedom and Internal Joy...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReVspYIkEEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ktWkhxoMuKg/s72-c/TwoStrand+Twist1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-4906203729141800745</id><published>2007-02-27T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:33:16.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowerment'/><title type='text'>This Reminds Me...</title><content type='html'>Dear God, (and anyone else out there reading...)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReSYo0_XnMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1pTjmFWwD8M/s1600-h/Queenly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036318110493678786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReSYo0_XnMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1pTjmFWwD8M/s320/Queenly2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture reminds me of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ logo-- "The Flying Lady". On February 21, 2007 my version of "A Tapestry of Dreams-The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ Book" arrived. I read this book from cover to cover in about 3 hours. See page 139. I love page 143, I believe that is just awesome and I am going to try to purposely include the ™ symbol &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I write &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased the DVD "That Hair Thing" and The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ Approach. This is a good product and investment. This DVD grabbed and kept my husband's attention and quickly explained so much to him. (We are still working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the $$$ for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™). It is a quick, concise, and on point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;explaination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and contains many visual examples. My husband is (and Lord you know so am I, for that matter) a visual learner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the book, I made a entry in the Notes section at the end here is an excerpt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...&lt;em&gt;I have been searching for a way to be free and true to who God made me to be every since my Pastor started teaching us what we are unconsciously saying to God when we try to alter His creation--&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;okay to enhance what God created, but to completely alter His creation! That is like saying, 'God when you made me, You made a mistake.' What nerve! My God is perfect and does not make mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I now know, Know, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that as it is written in Proverbs 139:14 '...I am fearfully and wonderfully made...'. I did not always KNOW this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sisterlocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;™ is the final part of the key to unlocking my external and internal &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALING(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to being able to completely love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who dwells in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jesus's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Name, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;RJQueen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-4906203729141800745?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/4906203729141800745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=4906203729141800745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4906203729141800745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/4906203729141800745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-reminds-me.html' title='This Reminds Me...'/><author><name>Sis. RJQueen10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856560371534420194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReQlnk_XnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opoQaPm3YvM/s320/rgqueen101.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rVDUw_wpz3c/ReSYo0_XnMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1pTjmFWwD8M/s72-c/Queenly2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362562595597036562.post-718055221552937661</id><published>2007-02-26T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:00:50.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Decision is FINAL--Sisterlocks™ are for me, Me, ME!</title><content type='html'>Dear God (and everyone else out there looking in...),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, Okay, &lt;strong&gt;OKAY&lt;/strong&gt;! I am so excited by the process of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SisterLocks™&lt;/span&gt;! Yesterday, I finished reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Creoyle's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt;. It took me two weeks to read it from beginning to end. I feel such a sense of accomplishment. I am trying to be patient, my appointment to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sisterlocks™&lt;/span&gt; is so far from now, March 16, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was sharing different parts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Creyole's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sisterlocks™&lt;/span&gt; Journey with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt;. He was attentively listening to me as I verbally traced my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt; experience of the LOVE-HATE-LOVE relationship with my hair. I actually got "too" emotional as I was sharing my hair tribulations that, before I could get back to the JOY again, I lost my husband's attention. He said, "Okay, I have heard enough about your hair." I &lt;u&gt;DID&lt;/u&gt; need to cool down, and I now know, that the God in him sensed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the final confirmation, that this is the best decision for my hair came this very morning. My husband came in from work. He said, "that thing, that you are talking about doing to your hair, I like it. Why don't you do it to our daughter's hair too". I am still working on him about the $$$, but Wow! He actually heard me yesterday, and throughout our years together-- as he went from never seeing my hair for the first year of our dating, to him actually searching for women &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;referrals&lt;/span&gt; to braid my hair. He has actually been very supportive and encouraging as "I find my way with my hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first confirmation, that this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JOURNEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; should begin was when I gave birth to my twins (a son and a daughter) four years ago. I never knew how to care for my own hair. I used to say over the years, "If I ever have a daughter, she will come to the beauty shop with me." Well, after I was actually blessed with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt; reflection of me, I wanted so much more for her, than I ever wanted for myself. So it was through the God in her and in me, that I took the time and I patiently learned how to tenderly comb her hair, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt; her hair, braid her hair (I went to the library and checked out books--my Christian beautician girlfriend thought that was too cute and so technical of me). Now I know how to do two-strand twists on her hair (so much easier than braids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This symbol of God's love is awesome, she is so patient with me. I always tell her as I wash and condition her hair, I look straight into her large innocent brown eyes and share with her that her hair is "beautiful, is it thick, it is wavy, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coily&lt;/span&gt;, it is full, and best of all it's just like Mama's". She never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cries&lt;/span&gt; when I comb her hair, she is now able to sit up like a big girl while we bond through me combing her hair (she even crosses her legs like a young lady as she sits in her little chair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well about December 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2006 I got my natural hair twisted. First time in four years of no chemicals on my hair, that I really, Really, REALLY find JOY in wearing my natural hair without braid extensions. (I will post pictures later). My daughter saw my hair, I was getting ready to put pony tails in her hair. She said, "No mama, I don't want that." Shaking her head no. She could feel me gathering her hair for the pony tail. She said, " I want my hair like yours. Pretty!". She smile and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that seal it for me. I HAVE been doing something right, by not putting chemicals in my hair for the last four years, by not even considering putting chemicals in her hair, by taking the time to learn. It was through loving her hair, that I learned to love my HAIR. Thank you God for such an exceeding and abundant blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jesus's&lt;/span&gt; Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone out there besides God is listening, feel free to share and post a response!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362562595597036562-718055221552937661?l=rjqueen10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/feeds/718055221552937661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362562595597036562&amp;postID=718055221552937661&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/718055221552937661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362562595597036562/posts/default/718055221552937661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjqueen10.blogspot.com/2007/02/decision-is-final-sisterlocks-are-for.html' title='The Decision is FINAL--Sisterlocks™ are for me, Me, ME!'/><author><name>Sis. 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