Sweet, Dark and Crazy

Thursday, September 23, 2010

I'm Backk!!

I’m 42 y’all and I had a blast on my birthday. Ashton and I drove down to Myrtle Beach. We had fun in the sun. We frolicked. We fished. And I even wore a bathing suit (sans cover-up) AND, and here’s the real kicker, … got into the pool, the Jacuzzi and in the ocean. I even got my hair wet.

This is huge. It's practically a sign of the Apopcalypse. I never get into the water … at least all the way into the water. If I’m in the pool, I normally go no deeper than 3 feet, leaving the upper 2 feet 5 inches of me completely dry. Likewise on the beach, I love to walk along side the water, letting the tide splash on my feet and lower legs but that's about it.

The only thing sadder than me at the beach trying not to get wet is being at the beach with Joey. That dog hates the water as much as I do. I stopped taking him to the beach when we lived in LA. It was a waste of time.

But I digress. I was in the water for 2 days. I swam (or at least tried to). Ashton dunked me in the water repeatedly. I ran all the way into the ocean. I was all over the place! Of course this meant I had to wash the chlorine and salt water out of my hair. Since I hadn’t packed any shampoo, I ended up using the crappy little bottles of shampoo in the hotel which weren’t designed for black hair. Thank goodness I had gotten my hair relaxed the week before, if I hadn’t I would have looked like Buckwheata.

I used that crap on my hair for two days. So as soon as I got home, I made a beeline for the shower where I washed and deep conditioned my hair. I swear at one point I heard it thank me. The moral of the story: I might leave home without my American Expressed (it's maxed out anyway), but I won't leave on another vacay without hair care supplies!

Labels: Me, Memories

posted by SDC @ 6:48 PM

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