For once I honestly enjoyed, well not completely enjoyed, more tolerated without angst, an entire week of school. I do not know what happened, but the little kiddos were actually almost normal -- at least as normal as that bunch can likely get. I did not leave at the end of the day with, what's come to be, the normal rush at 3:18 (three minutes after the dismissal bell), I did not feel that sense of animosity toward any students. Don't get me wrong, it is not normally like this with all the classes. My electives are usually tolerable. African Studies had some rough times last semester, but at least I feel like I have reached some of them in profound ways. Even got an email from a student who wasn't in the class about diamond issues this week. Asian Studies this week was full of awesome conversations where the students were able to look at burqas and hijab differently after reading some articles and discussing a bit. Maybe all the little tykes are starting to mature -- or maybe it was a glitch in all their systems and they will be back to normal next week. Until then, I will continue to enjoy a much deserved, much acknowledged three-day weekend.
I am really digging my hair. And apparently others are as well. In the past week+ I have had about six random people tell me how they are feeling the look. One example -- I walked into the post office around 6:30 (thank goodness for the ones that stay open late). I always like to give a nod or a hello to the brown folks, even though they may not acknowledge me, for whatever reason. This man said good evening, walked by me, and then let out a strange sound. I turned around. He was all "Don't take this the wrong way, I'm not trying to hit on you or anything, but your hair is amazing. There are a lot of women lately that cut it short, but very few have the right head shape or the right disposition when they carry themselves." Then he went into a description of the right head shape, and made another compliment, apologized for keeping me from mailing my letter, and walked out the door. Strange, yet happy-making. I have really considered growing it out. I was talking with another natural-haired lady, this one with 10 years of lock growth, about how we both love the afro puff look. Think it is so beautiful when pulled back in a slight ponytail (as much as afro hair can be pulled back into one). But, I have had this one problem with my hair for the past 15 years or so: I can't stand it when it is in some sort of in between stage. I like it to either be long, or short. When I cut it to about 3 inches back in college it was so hard to let it grow back to shoulder length. I kept trimming it and then finally had to convince myself to let it grow. And it did. My hair grows pretty quick. Now I am not sure I want it to be in that mini-afro. I just want it to suddenly grow to about 6 inches. Do you think they have a pill for that?
If you haven't seen Weeds on Showtime (or Netflix as I have), you are seriously missing out on an awesome show. And it's not all about getting high. There is all kinds of drama to suit every one's taste. Each episode ends with some kind of pretty major cliff hanger, which is what has kept me up super late every night I have watched it. For a moment I was mad that I had Netflix since I thought I would have to actually wait 24 hours to watch the rest of season one, but KBO came to the rescue with the entire seasons one and two for lending. Even remembered to bring them the next day to feed my habit. Thanks home skillet.
With the newly acquired addiction to Weeds, I have been fairly tired during the work day. But have found some optimum opportunities for some sweet power naps. The best I have had since back in the day when I would wake up, shower, eat, get my sister up, take a power nap, and head off to drop her off at school in the morning -- all in a one hour period. They used to make fun of me for taking power naps, until recently when they have started to find doctor's news articles promoting the idea of said naps for better health. So, although I am not exercising, do not eat enough fruits and veggies, and have other bad habits, I at least am in good health regarding my power naps. Hopefully that does something to keep my heart ticking adequately.