aphogee and trim

I was battling severe shedding and my hair would feel a little rough and coarse after washing. I had used aphogee a while back and really hadn't remember how or if it had worked for my hair.

After doing some research and reading how it worked for some people, I decided to try it again. However closer inspection of my hair, told me I had to trim my hair. I didn't just trim, I cut of about an inch off the ends and then went through the strands to take care of some upper shaft knots.

I then washed my hair using KBB shampoo (thank you Onxycabelo,I loved it),I apply the aphogee. The smell might be a little daunting for some, to me it smell weird but I tolerated it. I then sat under the dryer for 30 mins and let it hardened. Without taking out the pins, I wet and rinse my hair until it was soft enough to remove them.

I then conditioned with mixed chicks (I have mixed feelings about this conditioner)and sat under the heat for about 10 mins. Rinse and added mixed chicks leave in condish.

I am here to sing the praise of the treatment and the trim, man my hair felt soft and there was virtually no shedding.....OMG. Before I had clumps of hair coming out and even when I run my hand through my hair more than several strand would come out. Now I had virtually nothing coming out. All hail aphogee....I will be doing this again

Trip to Jamaica - Departure 2

Continuing with my departure

An announcement was made that they would be boarding. Executive or business class, old and babies first. Then from back to front which made sense.

When I got up to board, I saw one woman with 3 carry on lugguage and 2 handbags......uuuuum somebody back me up, but I thought you are only allowed 1....so Mr. Checker tell har sey nah go happen, she start to cuss..... I was right behind her so I stepped around and started to board.

When mi step pon the plane, WOAH!!!! hold up whey di rest a di plane deh.....nah ah, mi look up, through the window , along the side panel fi see if the number fi the aircraft is there.... Cuz mi mus deh pon di wrong plane. When mi look up, mi was nose and nose wid the FA.

FA: "welcome aboard miss Mott and have a safe flight"
Me: (trying to smile sweetly) but end up rolling mi eyes and muttered thank you, thinking sey after mi pass business class di plane get bigger. well guess what, the plane look like it got smaller and smaller. (kiss teeth.

So counting down the aisle and locating my seat, mi see a head inna mi spot. It was a man, look like him press him hair.

Me:"uuuum excuse"
Man: "yes and flash two goldteeth" nearly blind me
Me: "that's my seat"
Man: "aright darling no problem"

Whew, mi think mi would have to bruk a fight fi get mi seat.

Man at end:"since you a di woman, yuh fi si down inna di middle.
Already ticked off that plane small, mi cut mi eye, and try fi smile cuz bossman yuh a tek up all the air by talking......shhhh be quiet.

So having settle down, after 10 min mi start to get antsy...... You see, I am clusterphobic, mi clothes start feel tight, mi want to get off the plane. So I called big puss and him talk to me.

The plane started pulling out onto the runway and then stop for about 20 min..... Mi almost mad.....come on, come on Mr. Driver nuh badda wid the haul and pull up, if you a go.....gwan. (meanwhile mi twist, mi turn, mi kiss mi teeth, mi sigh, mi start to pray)

Lawd mi and yuh a best friend right? ( no answer) right?.....so I felt a little calmer. Yuh mek mi come live wid yuh right? Aright. Alright Mr. Driver lick shot..... Me and Jesus got this.

Well apparently only Jesus had it, cause me was a mess, Mr. gold teeth nuh stop grin wid mi, and Mr. at the man nuh stop talk......hello!!!! yuh still taking up mi air and mi need all a it fi breathe. So the plane tek off, and was going straight and smooth, till Mr. Plane driver decide sey him a turn, See Ya, mi stomach still deh pon da plane deh......Mr. Plane driver mi sey fly straight no turning, mi stomach cyan tek it.

So we leveled off, and smooth sailing, till we hit a 3-5 sec turburlence, LAWD YUH MEMBA WI DEAL right? Yuh mek mi come live wid yuh? Then it was smooth cruising from there.

Well there you have it folks, big, feisty mouth Missy here fraid fi fly...... Coward man keep sound bone...

Peace

Trip to Jamaica - Departure part 1

So I left the country finally to visit Motty( my dad)after 16 yrs..... I got to the airport, ate lunch, said my goodbye. Big puss and likkle puss have to related cause dem nuh stop get emotional.

Anywho, so mi check in, then went through security....tek off clot...hes, shoes yada, yada, yada and confidently a walk through the metal detector. Beep, beeep , beeep.... So I took off my long silver necklace( whey airport security owe mi fa)...go through again....beeeep, beeep

Security:"what do you have on under your shirt"
Me: nothing.... And I didn't, I delibrately wore no jewelry.
Security: "step this way"
Me: okay
Security: " I need female assistance

When mi look up big Bertha took two giant step towards wid a wand, security check stick whatever you call it.

Girlfriend pat me down, feel mi up and wave har stick all over like mi thief something. When she ran ontop my head it beeped ( i had on a winter cap)but from the neck down nothing. However girlfriend continue to cop one too much feel before she said " did you wrap your hair"
Uuuum yup, then that's it.
What????? Ooonu put mi through dis stress fi hairpin? Pat mi down, feel mi up, the fass Jamaican dem a stare pon mi, clothless and barefoot, bruk mi chain...... FI HAIRPIN

This is what happen when you lazy fi get dress properly..but big Berth or brunilda I got you (evil grin)...nuh mek mi see you inna jamdown... After mi get the guts fi go back pon a plane.....lol

Body parts

Little puss: daddy have penis and I have a penis and mommy have a penis
Me: no puss, mommy don't have a penis. Mommy has a vagina

(stepping back and making a face)

little puss: "What the barnacles are talking about mommy?"
" what is that?" what is vagina?" I NEVER HEARD OF IT.

Roflmao.....LOL

kids are so innocent.... How can anyone hurt them.

Yaki #19

Male person: Thats yaki number # 19 you are wearing right?

Me: uuuuuum..... a yaki who?

MP: your weave

Me: ROFLMAO......LOL....DWL, shook my weave and walked away

Female person: No dumbutt, that's her hair

Sadly I was known for the rest of the night as yaki #19

I'm Back

I'm back...I took a break because there was so much going on. However, hopefully I can stay without running off again.

My previous posts centered around my family, so I have decided to expand and talk about everything and anything. Everything that grabs my attention and anything that would grab yours.

So sit back and enjoy

Forget the ball..hey sweetie where you going!

Big puss and I, took the puss to the park on saturday. He loved it with the exception of getting wet. Oh no! Rico Suave is not getting wet. So he started on the swings and he was giggling away.....awwww, how nice it is to be young and happy. Another little boy and his fad entered the park, but puss was not interested in playing with him.

He finally got tired of swinging and decide to play ball with his dad. However, there was no way in hell he was getting any ball that rolled in water sprinklers. Anywho, several other kids came on the scene to which he showed no interest.

However, about 20 mins later, a father and his 2 daughters came into the park. At first he continued playing ball, until one of the long haired cutie ran by him . Alright, hold up......brotherman ran pass the ball and after little miss shouting "Hey!!!!! Where you going? Big puss was rolling, of course Miss slow poke here thought he just miss the ball and went play with others.

Puss continue to chase miss thing for the rest of the day, until mommy spoiled it for him. I pick him up and ran through the sprinklers with him, so did his dad. Pepe Le Phew was no longer hot, he was drenched and he was pissed. He stop chasing miss thing and started crying.

Okay, so we spoiled his fun but I just wanted him to run through the water. Anywho, later when I asked him if he had fun he goes "yup, can we go again? LOL......kids

Itchfest

So, a few weeks ago I noticed that whenever I washed my hair it itches. I eliminated and isolated the problem to be Neutrogena Relaxed and Natural conditioner. Ummm....or so I thought . A week ago I had the major itch, I mean it felt like something hunkered down in my scalp and was chewing away. I washed my hair with Giovanni and conditioned with V05. No sooner than I got out it was on.

The itching got so bad that sleeping straight throughout the night was not an option. This morning with Big puss snoring and the itching, I got fed up and head to the kitchen. I had a box of Neem and was ready to throw the box in my head, if it means the itching would stop. So I mixed up a batch, massage it into the area. The itching stop, wow was all I could say.

Will it last? I don't know. I let it stay in for 30 mins and washed it out. Did it itch, yes it did. However, after an hr the itching stopped with the exception of the very lower part of my head, close to the neck. It's too early to say if this worked. I will keep check throughout the day and let you all know.

UPDATE: The itching finally stopped but took way too long. My good friend Onxycabelo suggested I try Brahimi powder. I certainly will.

Cellphones

I think the criteria for having a cellphones should include much more than a credit check or the ability to make a downpayment. To weed people out the application should list THE REASONS YOU WOULD BE DENIED

1. If you are stupid
2. If you can't spell
3. If you talk loud ( a little leeway will be given to slightly deaf, if it is medically proven)
4. If you text while walking
5. If you text while driving
6. If you have to be on the phone at 3 am talking about nothing

I'm sure some of you could add to this list.

So a note to the people who walk and text, this is NYC. NYC drivers will run you over, make you part of the roadway.... Giving new meaning to the word roadkill. They are crazy enough to drive and text, so damn if they care.

To the 3am users who think they the only one awake. Get a life, oh!!!!! I am sorry, I forgot while wifey home sleeping the girlfriend get the early morning call.

To the stupid, cellphones are a mean of communication in case of emergencies. Ummmmm... My bad, you still done get it huh?

Cellphones

Today as I drove past several people on the street, I could not help but notice that the cell phone is very dangerous. I mean I know that for me the cell phone means a quick link to the puss and big puss if anything goes wrong. I am sure this is the case with most people.

However, to some it seem to be nothing other than an expensive toy, to show off who has the better gadget. Way back in the day when there was no cellphone, you would have to wait from someone to get home before you were able to call them. God forbid there was an emergency, you would have to wait to get to the nearest home or callbox.

Then there was the invention of pagers, but back then it was only doctors who had that luxury. Somehow, it found it's place in the public and so that one could leave a callback number or a short text if you will. However, you still had to wait for the recipient to get to a phone. Then came the huge cellphones that looked like walkie talkies with buttons. Those suckers could have easily been used as weapons (LOL).....I know... I had one. Those who had one, proudly show them off. Those who didn't have, could only wish.

Cellphones have evolved so much over the years, that now it's more of a nusiance than a necessary commodity for some. People call all hours of the day (nevermind that you are at work).

Caller: "hey where are you?"
Me: "uuuuuum, at work"
Caller: "can you talk?"
Me: "uuummm, no"
Caller: "what you doing,later?"
Me: *rolling my eyes* *silence*
Caller: "hello" "hello"
Me: "I have to go"
Caller: "guess you can't talk now"
Me: *hanging up the phone"

Then there are the early morning talkers (3am-8am), what in name of Jesus could you seriously be talking about at that time of the morning. There are some that talking and walking cannot be achieved at the same time. They stand in the middle of the sidewalk, saunter across the road with no regard for the motorist..... uuuuum news flash here in the big NYC you will get run over by uncaring drivers who are also texting and driving.

Some people cannot even drive, and if they so much as take their eyes off the road for a second, they end up in Mr. Chin corner shop. Let alone talking and driving and worse yet texting and driving.

Cell phone.....the evil necessity.

That's crazy

So I saw the funniest sign today, at least IMO.

I walked passed a hair salon in the prestgious Manhattan NYC today. As I did on numerous occasions when I walk by, I would read the list of services that you can go in for.

Yet today was different as the list had a particular service that they have never advertised before. The list read:

1. Brazillean straightening $250.00

2. Cut and Blowdry $80.00

3. Henna $70.00

Now for those who have natural hair and prefer to use a natural color for their hair...this would have been hilarious.

Shoot, I know I was laughing. Why? b/c 100g of henna is like $1.99 - $3.99 if bought from the local India store and a litte more if bought online.

Now, my hair which is probably a little pass brastrap when stretch. I use about 100g-200g for all of 7.00 bucks. You don't need a professional to slapped the ish on your head and wait for a couple of hrs (Depending on the color you want).

So, c'mon $70. Not even if you add light and water...now here's a thought you morons, how about you pay me the $70 to slap the ish on myyyyy head.

Beware

Me: Puss, did you eat dinner?

Puss: "No"

Me: "you're such a liar."

Puss: "I'm not a liar."

Me: "If you are not a liar. Who is the liar?"

Puss: "Daddy."

Sorry big puss, it was my turn to laugh. Bawaahahaha...heeeheeeeeh..ROFL

Pet Peeves

One of my biggest pet peeves is getting skipped while in a line........I will tear the mutherother down if someone as much as put their little toe in front of me.

Since I have to ride the subway to work, I have a problem with people standing in the doorway of the train or rushing to come in, while you are trying to come off.

Standing at the top or bottom of a stairwell talking.......Cmon move your a$$ this is not ONESTOP.

People having a three course meal on the train. I saw one man pulled out a salad, then his dinner and then his dessert and drinks. Instead of putting the bones and box into the bag it came in, brotherman threw (yes I say threw) the bones and boxes and cup under the seat.......OMG !!!!!! I rolled my eyes, looked at him in disgust.........ummmm but noone else batted their eyelids. The only conclusion that I could come up with was that this NYC host a bunch of nasty Meffas.

Parking in the city is ripoff, parking anywhere is a ripoff.

People just spitting anyway. Now, where I come from, if we must, bound and compound to spit it would be in a area with dirt or grass (hence the coverup). No!! these people spit anyway. On you, in close proximity, in the train etc. I can't tell how many times I have to hop, skip and jump spit on a sidewalk.............utterly disgusting.


Peace

Michael Jackson 1958-2009

So I am a week late, but nonetheless remembering Michael Joseph Jackson. I remember back in my high school days, when there was a serious Michael Jackson craze. My brother and I had MJ's Jackets and stickers (we stuck them all over our bookbags and folders)

We would watch MJ's performance for hrs (thriller to be exact) and execute the moves flawlessly....(looking like two kids on crack...LOL). Good Times, Good Times.....thanks Michael. I am sad that he died and the way he died, but I am especially sad for "his" children.

I watched the memorial service at work.......shhhhh. It was tastetfully done and had a tear jerking moment or two. However, I almost shed a tear when Paris gave her little speech. Awww man. I don't care what noone says, his biological kids or not thats all they knew and they loved him. RIP MJ you will never be forgotten.

I can't take it anymore

Me: "puss, will you keep the noise down?"

Puss: *silence*, but he is still banging his cars.

Me: *louder* "puss, will you be quiet"

Puss: *blink* *throws hands in the air* and retorted "I cannot take this anymore"

While I was processing what the hell just happened, Big puss was cracking up.

Ummmm.....not funny.

Me: "well then there is the door, don't hit your diaper butt on the way out"

He promptly got up mumbling " Ok, I can't take it anymore", made his way to the door and proceeded to try to open it. Since it was locked and he could not get out, he remarked " I cannot opened the door mommy"

Me: "Sit your diaper butt back down and be quiet"

Puss: "okay mommy." "Mommy, I love you."

Me: " I love you too puss."

I am back after being sick for two weeks. I don't get sick often but when I do, I am knocked the fugg out.

However, I am back and I had time to think of stuff I wanted to talk about.

I will start off with caring for natural hair. I am by no means an expert nor professional, I can only tell you
what has worked for my hair.

I am natural, by this I mean that I don't process my hair with any chemicals. I decided a longtime ago that if I were to ever have a child, I would shave off my head and start over.

So 2 years ago I did just that. While it was not as extreme as shaving, I did cut off all the permed ends. What was left could barely fit in a scrunchie.

Fast forward 2 years later, I have a gorgeous head of curls (even I had forgotten the true texture of my hair).

At first I hd no idea how to take care of the darn thing. However, I did some research and started doing some experiments.

If you are a newly natural, or clueless as to where to start u can start here
naturallycurly.com. It is chock full of information so enjoy. I will be back with my own bloop and blunders with my hair...LOL...see ya

???????

Puss: "mommy"

Me: "yes puss"

Puss: "don't judge me."

*crickets*

Everyone when I figure this one out, I will let you know. You all know I am slow, right....LOL

My Lady

After a bout wheezing and two treatment from the nebulizer, it was clear that we were heading to the ER.

Looking at the little bugger you couldn't tell he was sick, however you could hear the wheezing a mile away.

First, he walked into the ER like he owned the place, then was asking to see the triage nurse....LOL

puss: "mommy, where is the lady?"

me: "she's coming back"

puss: "ok"

Triage Nurse: "what's your name?"

puss: "I'm puss"

TN: "what wrong with puss today?"

puss: "I'm coughing"

She quickly triaged him and set him in the chair to administer treatment and left. Little puss was not having it, and soon as he was done he went after her.

puss: "mommy, I want to go see my lady."

me: *blink* "your who?"

As usual I'm too slow, so he marched off muttering "I go see my lady"

He promptly marched out the room and down the hallway, amongst oohs and ahhs(women are such suckers for babies) He ignore them and found his lady and gave her a hug.

puss: "thank you lady, I feel much better)"

He even claim the doctor as his lady and told her too that he felt much better..and she told him, he made her day....awww, isn't that sweet.

Men are retarded

I swear men either do not listen or their brain is preoccupied with nothingness, or the next booty call to hear their spouse or S/O talking.

Ladies please do not address them when

1) they are in front of the television.
2) when he is reading the sports section of the paper. THEY CANNOT MULTI TASK.

This is what they hear while you are talking

You: " honeyremembertotakeoutthetrashtonight"

Him: "uh huh"

You: "did you hear me?"

Him: "suuuure, no problem"

After the garbage truck has reached the dump yard.

You: "Didn't I ask you to take out the trash?"

Him: " No, when?"

*crickets* *crickets*

Now you have his undivided attention.

Him: "seroiusly, when?"

You: "yesterday, while you were watching the TV"

Him: " NO, you didn't" (with attitude)

You: *sigh* never mind.....next time I'll do the ish myself.

Ladies, I think its is a ploy among men, not to do any work.....they just act like they retarded.

Randomness

Excuse you?...I have three jobs and a BSc degree, what you got? Can you afford to feed me and my family? Then keep it moving homie. hanging out at the corner deli from morning til night, just don't do it for me.

Why does the sanitation department even bother with garbage bins, when its sooooo easy to throw garbage on the floor right next to it...Young man, yeah you in the car, that's just plain nasty.

Nigga what? Jigga who? F dat B**ch...whaaaaaaat??????, why do we have to listen to that mess so early or any time for that matter?....You're a grown ass man, my brother (like 45), get some headphones or turn that ish off.

"Rock of ages cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee" I need Jesus. I am usually good at ignoring people, but today was too much.