The Countdown is OVER! I'm 30!!!

*slides on daisy dukes*

*stretches*

*cues 2 chainz birthday song*

*twerks like there is no tomorrow*

ALL I WANT FOR MY BIRTHDAAAAYYYY......

I'm so blessed to see 30. I don't feel 30 but who ever knows what an age is suppose to feel like anyway. *shrugs* What are my plans for the day you ask? To be as ratchet as possible Aaayyyeeee! Lol. No I really don't know just gonna sit back, relax and enjoy what the day brings. I think this is how I want to celebrate my birthday every year....on vacation! I really couldn't ask for any thing more for my birthday. I have my health, a little extra love around the mid section but we're gonna work on that, great friends, a loving family, and the best boo love. It seems like yesterday I was a young whipper snapper just entering elementary school lol. These past 30 years have been a fun ride and I look forward to 30 more. 

Thank you guys for all the birthday love! Thank you guys for your love period! It's because of you all I am who I am today and I'm indeed thankful and blessed. 

So cheers to me on making it to dirty 30! I'm about to get SWEET TEA WASTED BABY OWH!!! *giggles*

Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: 1 MORE DAY: More Random Thoughts

Hey Gang! Welp this is my last day saying that I am in my twenties. I'm about to cross over into the land of 30. What I am most grateful for is that I took this trip for my birthday. It really helped me to relax and put things in life in the appropriate perspective. Life is beautiful and it's really all in how you view it. So first to some random thoughts...

On yesterday evening, boo love and I got jazzy for dinner. My LAWD does that man look delicious in a suit!  *high fives God* While at dinner, I made the observation that the customer service throughout the resort was wonderful. Everyone is smiling, speaking, getting to know you, throwing the occasional daps, offering you any assistance that is needed. And guess what? They weren't looking for not a tip. Just to see you happy and enjoying your stay. I really wish America would chime in on this way of customer service. I almost hate to go out to eat because of horrible attitudes and lack luster service. We also overheard, well rather she was speaking so loudly I'm quite sure the whole restaurant hear her, a lady at the table next to us talk about one's inability to orgasm and how her male companion's mother didn't like her.(-_-) Ma'am maybe it's because you talked nonstop the whole time we were in the restaurant and had put pretty much the family's business on full display. I wouldn't like you either lol. The entire time I was like whoa...ma'am....just stop it! Lol. The food again was just amazing. I'm happy to report that I have lost 3 lbs since being on vacation and I've been eating 3 meals a day! *woot woot*

This morning it rained and it was still beautiful out. I promise I don't want to leave. I may need to find a job in Jamaica for real! Any way, today is my mom's birthday and for the first time I'm not really all that sad about it. I wish she was here with me right now but I know the paradise in heaven doesn't even compare to the paradise of Jamaica. I know that the angels in heaven are having a grand ole time celebrating her born day. Although it never really gets easy with her being gone, I always feel at peace knowing that she is smiling down on me. That wind that blows in my darkest hour is her holding and comforting me. I love her and miss her. Happy 51st birthday mommy!!!

I would like to thank each and every one of you for following me on my journey to 30 and counting down with me. I won't stop blogging after this but will make a conscience effort to post more than I did prior to starting this. Thank you for your kind words of support and for the love that you've shown over the past 30 days. It's great to be able to moonwalk into 30 with the support of great family, friends, and an awesome boo love. Again, I can't thank you all enough for sharing in randomness and my countdown.

Dear 30,
I'm READY!

Love,

Doc J
*moonwalks, spins, lands on toes pops pinkie in the air and shomones. Pops a pelvic thrust and slides on fedora and fades into the sunset*

Countdown to 30: 2 Days Left!!!

*toe touches* 2 Days Left! *moonwalks*

My vacay so far has been amaze balls y'all! The weather here has been just beautiful. This humidity though lol....It is keeping my natural tresses super moisturized so...*double fist pump* I'm going to be like little Michael Jackson on American Dream when he didn't want to board the plane come Monday. So serious.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT TODAY IS GUYS! SCANDAL! *throws confetti* And I don't know how but I'm going to find a way to watch it lol. So any who, on yesterday I mostly relaxed on the beach, sipped on my virgin daiquiri, read a little, worked out, and ate THE MOST delicious meals of my life. I had the best jerk chicken in life on yesterday. *YES LAWD* At breakfast, the chef was fixing my omelet and she's staring at me as if she knows me or something. I smile and shrug it off. She finally asks, are you an actress? *giggles* I told her I wasn't and she responds with, "you look like this African actress in a movie that I saw." Let me tell you why I was so humbled yet felt like I had made it in life. 1. She thought I was African! I have finally made it to be in the number of my descendents in the motherland. How clutch is that?!? I've gotten Indian (India), Native American, and even Hawaiian but African! YES *double fist pumps and with a c-walk*  and 2. She was so sincere. I didn't have anything special on but to think I looked like an actress...double clutch with a dap! She was almost star struck and I was like no baby I'm just a regular ole tourist enjoying my vacay. *although it was funny that she asked boo love was he born in Africa. Ha!* Also, at lunch, boo love was crying laughing because one of the waiters tripped from staring at me. It was weird but those who know me know my sense of humor when it comes to anyone falling, especially little kids. I am in real tears lol. Although, I want to head butt some of these Jamaican women for looking at boo love but I take it as a complement and again am humbled. He is quite sexy so I don't blame them. :-) This vacay really came right on time. To be calm and at peace...all I can say is thank you Lord!

On my balcony there is a swing that overlooks the whole resort. I have been on that swing like a little kid. It takes me back to so many fond memories. It took me back to how my mom used to rock me to sleep and my times growing up in the deep country of Bolton. It was good to sit back and reminisce of days of old with a smile. Although, I did have a tear up moment when I thought about my mom's bday being on the 11th and wishing should could be here to enjoy the beauty of Jamaica. I know she's smiling down from heaven.

Take home message....
Enjoy the simple things in life: the breeze of the air, the smell of the air, the trees, family, etc. Take time out to pamper yourself and to just step away from the craziness that is life. Humble yourself. I could have taken that compliment and ran to the hills with it but instead I giggled. It was cute lol. But, I am indeed thankful to have been blessed with the opportunity to be where I am. 30 definitely doesn't look so bad anymore.

Until tomorrow....Love yourselves and each other.

Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 4 Feeling Alright!

*singing in my Jamaican accent* I'm in Jamaica and I feel alright!

Hey loves! So I am FINALLY in Jamaica to celebrate 30 wonderful years of life and I am in HEAVEN! It is so beautiful and quaint here and I couldn't have chosen a better resort. The food thus far has been amazing yet healthy. ;-) I feel so blessed right now! I got absolutely no sleep last night. NONE! I'm always like that when I'm excited about a trip. Jamaica is the first stop of my 3 week vacation. Next is North Carolina to visit my brother and meet my new nephew. *spirit fingers*

I am a firm believer in vacation no matter how rich or poor you are. Sometimes you have to get away and unwind. The hustle and bustle of life can take a huge toll on you. After a vacation, I always feel relaxed and ready to take on the world and this vacation was very much so needed! I've been like this for the past month: O_O. Not a good look at all. I believe in enjoying the fruits of your labor and do things for yourself. Relax, relate, release!

As I'm nearing my birthday, I'm becoming more and more excited about what 30  and the years to come are going to bring. No longer am I saddened or distraught over my aging. I'm just thanking God that I've made it thus far.

Well I'm about to get some rest and prepare for the morrow. I feel a spa treatment in my very near future! Until tomorrow loves....take care!

Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 5 Join Me!!!

Today starts my 3 week vacation and I couldn't be more excited!!! This is a definitely much needed vacation. FOR REAL. I've been looking like this O_O for the last month lol. So while I'm on vacation I am going to not only relax but keep up with my fitness goals as well. I slipped up royally during the holidays. I mean ROYALLY! I lost my doggone mind! Not only can my family cook but I had Christmas dinner with boo love's family and let me tell you....lol. They put their big toe in their food LAWD! It was DEELISH!!!!

So while on vacay I am setting a goal to lose 10 lbs. What goals do you have for the new year? What are you doing to achieve those goals? There is a workout facility at my resort so I plan to exercise 5 days with 2 rest days. I plan to pay attention to what I eat and portion size. I sometimes have the horrible habit of overeating. I love to eat...I mean absolutely love to eat, especially delicious food. Eating brings me so much joy lol. That's why I have to calm myself and get back in the shape that I was just a few months ago. Once I return I'm going to do some running and start back on my Chalean Xtreme then onto Insanity. Operation Sexy Shred in full effect! I will make not make any more excuses for my weight. I love my shape but hate the extra rolls and flab. But that will all soon be a figment of the past and never to be seen again.

Take home message.....
Take care of your body. You only have one body. And God made it your temple. It's time we stop taking our temples for granted and be a little more nice to it. Eat healthy and exercise. Make healthy choices. It's cheaper to work out and eat healthy than to pay a hospital bill.

Until tomorrow...take care of yourself and stay focused on your fitness goals. Let's get fit together! Sexy Shred Baby!!!

Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 6 Tee Tee Kwa

Hey gang! I wanted to post this yesterday but I was beyond exhausted. I think I slept for 10 hrs straight. Anywho, 2 days ago, I became a tee tee for the 4th time. My nephew, Gabriel Louis finally made his hand entrance at  a whopping 8 lbs and 10 oz! So now I, affectionately known by my nieces and nephews as Tee Tee Kwa, have 2 beautiful nieces and 2 handsome nephews. Let me tell you about me as an aunt. I am THE WORLD'S GREATEST AUNT HANDS DOWN! I don't usually brag but this fact I am very proud of. I spoil these kids to no end and love them to pieces. Let me give you a rundown of the crumb snatchers.

My first niece is A’myia. She acts just like her momma lol. She’s my baby. I called her Poosha Pie as a baby. I kept her often as a baby. When I would rock her to sleep she would rub my face and fall asleep. She was such an angel then, and THEN she started walking. LAWD! And then she learned to give the middle finger and let me tell you, she was the best middle finger thrower I had ever witnessed in my entire life! As she’s gotten older, she’s become much more mature and prissy. She loves her hair and nails done and she has to be dressed baby. The child sleeps in full attire, no lie. That’s my baby and I’m really proud of the young woman she’s becoming.

Then there’s Jeremiah. He was a mean little thing as a baby. He wasvery protective and wanted no one but his momma. I’m glad he grew out of that. He is very intelligent for his age. At age 3, he wanted me to take him somewhere fancy for his birthday like Red Lobster. (-_-) Of course, I had to take him and he wanted a steak, cooked medium well. (-_-) There were cheerleaders out that day and he looks at my sister and says, “Mom, there goes some cheerleaders. I like cheerleaders!” Ummm sir, if you don’t sit down lol. Now that he is 5, he has that struggle of negotiating going to Pre-K because they are babies and he’s a big boy and is ready to go the school with the big kids. He knows how to read and spell now. And that mouth piece on him is something serious. He reminds me so much of my brother as a kid. The way he talks and sneaks into the refrigerator to eat all the grapes lol. I proud of my baby!

Next is Brooklynn. She’s just a few months old but she is a cutie pie! Her cheeks take up her whole face just about lol. It’s funny to watch her laugh at my dad making fun of my mom. She cracks up lol. My sister fusses at me when I have her because I always rock her and she calms down a little. She says I’m spoiling her because she’s not willing to do that all night, but on the hush hush Brook Brook…Tee Tee will lol. Plus, those who are close to me know that I rock involuntarily so it’s a habit. A soothing habit at that. J I can’t wait to see her personality as she grows up. I hope she realizes that she is a part of the sweetest, smartest, and goofiest family ever lol.

Now to my new love, Gabriel. Not to take anything away from my other niece’s and nephew but let me take a minute to tell you guys why this birth was so special and why it had me in tears. You guys remember me tell you about my mother passing after she gave birth to my brother. Well that brother is now 25 years old and is now a father. I was very protective of my brother growing up and pushed him the hardest probably more than my sister. I saw so much potential in him. It was until he was in high school and I was in college that I realized how much of a freaking genius he was. It took absolutely no effort for him to make good grades. I, on the other hand was burning the midnight oil until that AHA moment occurred. I’ve come to realize that both of my brothers are freaking genius and it ain’t fair lol. He is very successful and I think will be an awesome dad. He’s always been good with kids and for a short little stint he said he didn’t want any. I remember he called me when he had just turned 23 or 24 and he says that he’s getting old lol. Sir! He said it was time to settle down and start a family. Umm welcome to my world my child lol. Well here he is and has a beautiful baby boy name Gabriel Louis and I couldn’t be prouder. If Gabe is anything like his parents he will be very witty, sarcastic, intelligent and arrogant lol. And yes of course, I will spoil him to no end just like the rest of them. To see my baby have a baby was like a proud mama moment, even though my brother was the absolute worst updater during the birthing process but I forgive you. J

My take home message….

I am probably THE proudest Tee Tee in the world. I love my nieces and nephews to pieces. I just want them to know that I will always be there for them. If they ever need and/or want anything to just ask and I will do my best to get it for you. I will always spoil you guys rotten, support you, teach you, and pray for you. Tee Tee loves you A’myia, Jeremiah, Brooklynn, and Gabriel. Now to my sisters and brothers….NO MORE CHILDREN UNTIL I HAVE ONE MMMKAYYY! Lol. Just kidding! Love y’all and keep making Tee Tee proud.

Until tomorrow….

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 8 Pennies

Hey gang. Due to popular demand I'm going to tell you the pennies story that I referenced in a previous post.

A little background. During this time, my divorce was final but I hadn't completely moved on. That bond between husband and wife, no matter how dysfunctional it is, is real son! Some of this inability to move on was due to him saying what he knew I wanted to hear. "I made a mistake. I should have never divorced you. I'm going to do what it takes to make this right." -_- Wellll....only thing was he was all talk. Not a narry action. We were still conversing and spending time with one another but he never came to visit me. Why you ask? Because for some reason he said he didn't want to know where I lived. -_- Needless to say he didn't see me that often unless we met somewhere. I knew I had to stop this destructive behavior or I would be right back in the dysfunctional relationship. Soooo....we had went to New Orleans together to take his son to see Monday Night Raw. By this time my detachment from him was becoming stronger. While sitting down I made the joke that I hope none of his women watches WWE because we were sitting directly in front of the camera. No lie, about 5 minutes later I get a text from an unrecognizable number saying that I needed to leave her man, and she called him by name, alone. People I can't make this stuff up. Of course I ask the logical question of who art thou and why are you texting me and not "yo man." She proceeds to tell me that she knew that he was out of town and that I needed to leave him be. Welp boo I know he's out of town too because we were together. I guess he forgot to tell her that tidbit of info. *shrugs* I laugh it off because now that just put the nail in the coffin and hey it's not like we're together. Why would I get mad. Do you boo boo! Oh so another tidbit about my ex is that he is all about his money. In the divorce settlement, he left me with nothing. Let's remember, I had no job and he was the breadwinner throughout our marriage because I was still in school. So after we made it back from the trip, I got really sick. He called to check on me and asked if I needed anything. I said yes some orange juice. He said well I can meet you. -_- Sir if you don't have some seats. If I can meet you I can get my own OJ. So throughout the night he's texting asking me if I was ok and I'm snapping off. He texts me that morning and I'm still snapping off. Other exchanges were made and by the end of day I was told that he never wanted to talk to me again in life and by golly I was darn Gucci with his decision. Not a single tear was shed or a care given.

Months pass, I've moved on, met boo love and life is great. Hadn't thought about the little man struck with Napoleon syndrome in God knows how long. Out of the blue I get a text saying that I had an old bill from when I was on his insurance. Of course I ignore the text because you never want to talk to me again in life remember sir. So the next day I get an email stating that he had text me the day prior and he attached a copy of the bill. Y'all guess how much this bill was....$40.19. Dude really? You're texting and emailing me over $40.19. Sir times are not hard for you. Goonah with your foolery. Of course, I ignored it. Then the next day while parlaying with boo love, I get a text asking if I had gotten his email. My blood started to boil. Are you seriously hounding me over $40.19 sir!!!! So I text my goons and express my strong dislike for the man I use to call husband. Most of the goons told me I should pay it and get him out of my hair but I wasn't happy with that option. Then one sorority sister suggested that I send him the money in pennies. *light bulb* GENIUS! *muah* I have a cousin that works at a bank. I call her up and tell her that I needed $40 in pennies. I already had the other part. I roll by there and she hooks me up. Those darn pennies were HEAVY! I felt it would be to easy to just give it to him rolled up already so I took a box and unrolled all those pennies! Man was that not liberating and therapeutic. As I was unrolling them, I started to imagine him counting all those pennies. *evil laugh whilst doing the Birdman hand rub* All I kept thinking was that Coinstar was going to have a new customer! Lol. So I box the pennies and wrote a note that said "Here is your $40.19!" The next day, I left them at his doorstep. I received a text from him later that day saying "Wow! Really? Pennies?" And that was that! *files nails*

No take home message today kids....just hope you were entertained! :-)

Until tomorrow.....

Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 9 Self-image

Since I have begun to type my rough rough draft of my book, I thought I would share a small excerpt of some of my writings. Remember it is a rough, rough, rough draft lol. This is yet another vulnerable side of me, so I hope you enjoy.

As a kid, my family always told me that I was beautiful. I never once doubted them, until I got older that is. I mean of course your family is suppose to make you feel beautiful and will tell you that as well. I was a chunky lil thang. My family often called me biscuit because I was so "fluffy." It was considered to be healthy to be that size. I was never teased for my weight but because I was light skin with long hair. Go figure. When we moved from Bolton to Clinton, I started developing self esteem issues, mostly because of my weight. The girls in Clinton weren't big and the ones that were big, were teased. So I stopped eating. I wouldn't eat as much. I put myself on a diet in the third grade. Silly huh. Well as I got older, I started to slim down and by the 6th grade I was a stick figure. My family then nicknamed me Olive Oil, from the Popeye cartoon. I was happy being skinny until I realized that the young men didn't like skinny women. There were guys that liked me and I had a steady boyfriend throughout high school, who was just as skinny as I was as a matter of fact. There were guys that I liked but after talking a while I became "like a sister" to them. Bleh. So I started to pay attention to the type of girls they liked and of course it was the "thicka than a snicka" type young ladies.Sigh. So here I am trying everything in my power to gain weight. But because I was in every sport and after school activity known to man, my metabolism was ridiculous. No matter what I ate I couldn't gain a pound.  I gave up! By the time I graduated high school I was a whopping 117 lbs and off to college I go.

When I began college, I devised a plan on how I was going to gain weight because I didn't like being skinny. I did a little research and found that if I took birth control pills I could gain weight. So guess what I did...you betcha. Sure enough by the end of first semester I was a sexy 140 lbs and I couldn't be happier. The funniest thing was that when I gained the weight, all the guys that called me their "sister" were now interested in me. Of course I turned them all down. I had received the best advice from an older cousin. He said, "you were beautiful when you were skinny, if they couldn't see your beauty then, then tell them to kick rocks." It didn't dawn on me that beauty was more than just appearance but who you are as a person. I developed a new self worth. If a guy didn't like me for who I was, then kick rocks. But I had another issue. I was such a tomboy. You couldn't pay me to wear a dress. I knew I had to get out of this mentality and start being a woman. I went out and changed my whole wardrobe. I started to wear dresses, capris, clothes that actually accentuated my body. I was actually starting to dress like a young woman and not a female jock. I had a self confidence out of this world. You couldn't tell me anything hunny! My only complaint was that my gluteus wasn't as maximus as I would like. I figured that would come as I got older because it was definitely in my genes. Now my problem was I kept attracting the wrong guys.

Fast forward to my marriage. I would often ask my husband what attracted him to me. You may wonder why I would ask my husband this. Well it was because I never felt like he was really attracted to me. I never felt wanted or desired by him. You know that look your parents give each other of love, affection, desire. I never felt that with him. To be honest, I didn't feel beautiful at all with him. People would always complement him on having a beautiful wife but that was it. He would tell me I was beautiful on occasions but for some reason I didn't believe him. It felt scripted. This diminishing of my confidence was heightened once I found out he was cheating. AND then I saw the women he was cheating on me with. They were not cute at all. I began to questioned what made them better than me. Was I not pretty enough? Was I too fat? Was I too skinny? Rather than blaming him for his indiscretions I began blaming myself, which was a recurring them throughout our marriage. By this time, my husband and I are separated and he had filed for divorce. Silly me still wanted to reconcile our marriage. I was still struggling with being a Christian and divorce. I asked him if he would do this marriage fitness program with me. He only agreed to participate if I would agree to sign the divorce papers. At the time I was willing to do anything to save our marriage, so I complied. We began the fitness program and he mostly just nagged and complained. Frustration was at an all time high for me. There was one particular activity where we had to say something nice about our spouse. I asked him to go first. And he just stares at me. I say "Soooo...." and he looks me dead in the face and says, "I'm trying to find something nice to say about you." My heart sunk. The he proceeds to say, "I used to like your hair and then you cut that off and now you have this big puff or whatever it is." Then he says, "You just look sloppy! So no I have nothing nice to say about you!" I held in my tears because I didn't want him to see how bad his words hurt. More came from this session but that will be discussed later on. Needless to say that was our last session and I had officially given up on our marriage. 

I went home and cried so hard. How could the man that I chose to marry say such horrible things about me? I called my best friend and of course she gives me the "you're beautiful" pep talk. After we ended our conversation I went to the mirror and looked at myself. What happened to that confident woman that he had met just 3 years prior? I examined myself. "Girl you are 28 and look 12." Smile. "Girl look at your curly fro, women are paying for hair like that!" Smile "Girl your smile is beautiful and look at your skin! Cut up!" Smile. "Girl look at your curves! Women pay to have curves like that! We're gonna work on toning everything up but girl your body is banging!" Smile harder. I even chuckled a little after than. See sometimes when others try to kick you down you have to encourage yourself. "Girl not only are you beautiful on the outside but your inner beauty is the bomb! Your love people! You help people! And remember God loves you and thinks your are beautiful!" After my little pow wow with myself I began to examine how I had allowed my esteem to get so low and the source was my husband. Throughout our marriage he compared me to other women. He would say, "Your breast are starting to say. Your butt isn't big enough. I liked your hair better when you had a relaxer. You need to work on your stomach and tone up some." Nag nag nag!  It was never ending complaints about my looks and what I didn't possess. I cried more because I didn't even realize that this was even happening to me, that I thought so little of myself. I made a vow to myself that day that I would never allow a man, woman or child define my inner/outer beauty. I am who I believe I am and that's all that matters. I love me for me and if someone can't accept that, then kick rocks. 

Today's take home message......
I am still rebuilding  because of my marriage and ultimate divorce but I'm enjoying the growing process. For the first time in years I'm reclaiming me and it feels great. Honestly, I forgive my ex husband. Sometimes we put others down for our own inadequacies or indiscretions  But as a Christian woman I must forgive. He taught me a lot. He also taught me what to run away from in a man as well. LOL. Fool me once,  shame on you.  Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me a third time then I'm just a plain ole fool! Never allow anyone to define who you are or how you view yourself. Hold strong to your self image and let no one tarnish it or take it away. No one is ever totally happy with their looks but accept who you are and embrace it. Love YOU! If you don't love you, no one else will. And trust me, people can smell confidence a mile away! So be confident in your own skin and keep strutting along. Until tomorrow.....


Love,

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 10 Girl What You Put In Yo Hair?!?

"Girl what you put in yo hur to do that?"  *smacks lips* and my answer is always "juices and burries" *smacks lips* If you guys knew how much I got asked this question....I think I should wear a sign with a list of all of my products lol. Just kidding, but I don't mind the questions. A lot of people look at my hair and assume that I got good hair....nah bruh lol....There is definitely African descent in these here roots! So today I thought I would share some products that I use.

1. Shea Moisture- All of them! They are pretty amazing. They keep your hair moisturized whilst cleansing. These products were really made for "us" hair.

2. Kinky Curly- I only use the shampoo once a month or when I go swimming. It's a great clarifying shampoo but can strip your hair of moisture. That knot today Lord.... *sings his praises to whom all blessings flow* I love the custard as well but use it set my hair when doing rods and roller sets.

3. Kera care natural textures: the whole doggone line. This stuff is made with the fingertips of God's love! Leaves your hair very soft, moisturized and with shine.

4. Cantu: I use the curling creme. It's great for twist outs.

5. EcoStyler olive oil gel: this is great to lay down those baby hairs and for a wash and go.

6. Curly hair solution: the curl keeper gave me the best wash and go I've ever had in life. Awesome stuff!

7. Senk shampoo bar: I was able to finger detangle with this y'all...enough said!

These are just a few of my staple products. I have a drawer full of things I have yet to try. Sad I know. And I make some of my own products as well. I switch products bard on my hair needs. But if you have any questions please feel free to ask and I'll answer. Until tomorrow loves....

Doc J

Countdown to 30: Day 11 A New Year

Happy New Year loves! I hope everyone's new year has started off great! I know yesterdays post was a little light hearted and comical today I'm gonna reflect a little over 2012 and my plans for 2013.

The beginning of 2012 was really hard for me. My ex husband had left me, no money, no job, and not knowing where I was going to live. Soon afterwards he filed for divorce and to add insult to injury left me with nothing but a enjoy your debt free life and move on. But God.....let me tell you! I was blessed with a job, a brand new home and money in my bank account. *praise Him* The latter part of the year I let go of my ex and opened my heart to loving again and met boo love. And that's the abridged version of 2012!

My vision/goals for 2013....

1. Finish my book. Writing has been a difficult and emotional journey for me. In the beginning writing was out of sheer anger. Anger at him and anger at myself but once I truly forgave him I became at peace and was able to just write. Yes with emotion but with also a purpose.

2. Lose weight. I am the master of losing weight. I'm just horrible at keeping it off. This year I commit to losing 40 lbs and keeping it off. I blame my weight gain on boo love. (someone has to take the blame might as well be him lol)

3. Business venture. I have no clue what I'm doing here but I have a dream and a vision. I know that God will place the right people in my life to get the ball rolling!

4. Commitment to God. There are so many things I want to do for the advancement of the kingdom and I'm praying that I can get a full time day job so that these dreams can become reality. I feel that so many souls can be won in this venture and I'm Uber excited!

5. Love. Loving even when others hate me. Helping even when I'm talked about. Praying even when I'm misused. Love cures all. I'm committing to loving more.

6. Time management. I've told you all that I'm a chronic procrastinator. This year I will be organized, setting goals and deadlines and not waiting until the last minute to do so.

7. Vision board. I'm embarrassed to say that after a whole year I have yet to complete my vision board. It will definitely be completed by the end of the month and I'll post a pic up. Hold me to it!

8. Just letting God use me. I don't know what 2013 holds for me but I'm excited about where God takes me. As long as He is with me I know I'll be alright!

9. Sat down. I'm going to do more chilling and relaxing this year. I'm always on the go and it's time that I just breathe! This will definitely be hard for me. Pray for me!

10. Family. I'm going to enjoy my family more. Not just my immediate family but my church family as well. I plan to visit friends more and enjoy God's gift of family, friendship and fellowship!

Take home message...
I was tried in the fire in 2012 but in 2013 I'm coming out as gold. Trust in the Lord with all your might and lean not to your own understanding. I don't know how but I know who and my God is a good God and worthy to be praised. Thank you Lord for blessing me to see a new year! I love you all!

Until tomorrow....

Doc J