AND THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS....

Five days until I begin loc'ing. Appointment set for 9 a.m. Friday. Yesterday confirmed, I'm definately ready. I was out at the African American Heritage Festival with Spouse and the kids and saw some serious, serious loc'd sisters in all varieties .... straight, curled, braided locs, colored, bobb cuts --- you name it. Saw a sister today with skinny locs that weren't quite curled but loosely waved, pulled on top of her head with one or two dangling down at the sides. Beautiful! I'm ready. I'm really ready.

All afternoon yesterday I kept nudging Spouse in the ribs and saying, Oh my goodness do you see how beautiful his/her locs are? I've been looking at locs for a hundred years but all of a sudden it's like I'm just running into the most beautiful variations -- almost like confirmation to move forward and negation of the idea that I'm stuck once I do it. And the good thing is Spouse keeps saying, "Girl just go on and do it already. It ain' nothing but hair." Not that I'm the type that needs permission to wear my hair a certain way, but going natural in a society that rejects natural beauty is tough business and to have the support of an open minded black man (in these days, right?) is like icing on the cake.

Stay tuned.

Be good.

ANGEL