Holy shit today is the day is the day is the day is the day of Black Panther opening up in theaters! -SQUEEE!!!!!-

If you've been following my Tumblr blog, ya'll know that my Black Panther tag has exploded in recent months! Go and check it out to be happy and cleansed in the swirling happy pot of melanin! OMFG!!!

I dunno quite when Imma get to see Black Panther (I...am a nursing student after all). But Imma see it and Imma be happy about it, too, haha!!! :D :D


Hope ya'll get to see it, too!




--Amarie

Ahhh...for a lotta us black gals, it's every other Sunday.

Just finished shampooing my hair in the shower, and then put some of my mama's deep condition mayonnaise in my hair under a clear plastic cap for 45 minutes. Washed it off in the sink and then put my everyday shea butter leave-in conditioner in my hair, combed it thru to shape my 'fro and voila!

Ahh, deep condition Sunday be a calming, soothing ritual. Yes, indeedy it do.

Happy Deep Conditioning Sunday and happy holidays to everyone!!!


--Amarie

Me, yesterday: Made a sad, desperate post about how I wish I had more bravery and discipline to set aside just 2 hours per week to write for pleasure.

My head instructor, Mrs. W: Sends out a mass class email/announcement night before that one of our other teachers, Mrs. L (she teaches us the Hell On Earth Known As Pharmacology), will be out for a while due to a severe illness, and so we'll only have a big ol' assignment on cardiovascular system drugs instead. But we still gotta come to pharm class 'cause of a big announcement she has to make.

Mrs. W, in class @1pm today (in a nutshell): Since Mrs. L is also one of our clinical instructors along with Mrs. W...this means that for this Wednesday and for next Wednesday, we will not have to go to our 6:30am sharp clinicals. Now, to make up for it, we will also have extra homework to get our clinical critical thinking continued. Gotta still come to pharm class on Tuesdays, but it'll most likely be funner and shorter w/Mrs. W at the helm.

Mrs. W, also: And anyone that hasn't done their foley catheter check-off in yesterday's lab gotta come and do it now. But after that, for the most part, we'll be done!

Me: I got a lotta extra homework, but...is this an act of providence? Is it...?


I wonder...

Like...ya'll, I'm twerking my ass right here in my computer chair. I was twerkin' while I was making my dinner. Twerkin' while I was puttin' on my favorite Titanic (1998). Twerkin' while I was washin' the dishes.

And I'm still twerkin' right here...in my computer chair.

What a terrible, terrible ear worm of a twerk song this thing is. Lord have mercy.

TW: Possible epilepsy warning

Trigger Warning: Mention of exercise & asthma

For the past few weeks, you've been wishing and wishing for at least just a taste of Fall because this hellish heat and suffocating humidity (which is about 75% of what exacerbates your asthma) is not your favorite. You want just a taste-just a taste.

You didn't even go for a walk yesterday because, besides the heat, the humidity was just too much for your breathing.

Your mama comes home this morning from her nightshift at work to wake you up straight outta dreamland. And she wakes you up with the announcement that it's actually a beautiful, glorious, cool. Hell, she even opened up all the windows and back door sans turning on the AC, so cool it was. She insists that you get your butt up, eat a hearty breakfast, and go for a walk this morning.

You're groggy as hell, but you notice that, with the windows & back door open, it doesn't feel like hell straight from Satan's balls is coming in to smother you.

So, excited (but still groggy), you get up and get dressed. Lightly moisturize ('causes Sunday is wash day anyway) your 'fro, make yourself a breakfast of turkey bacon, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast. Wait for it digest while you finish getting dressed, brush your teeth, and do the dishes.

Oh, and you also put just a little bit of lotion on your legs & arms. Especially your legs...because it doesn't do to go out with Ashy Knees And Ankles. 'Tis unbecoming of a black lady.

Then you get your sunglasses, Bleepy, and headphones...head out of the front door...

...And holy fucking shit, it feels like it's Autumn 'cause it's cool and breezy and sunny and pretty and there's next to no fucking humidity.

Holy fucking shit, you were glad you wore a pair of shorts to feel that nice, cool breeze!!!

And when you came back inside, sweaty and huffy, after 30 minutes of power walking (woohoo!), you didn't even need your inhaler.

Ahhh...this morning was a good morning. A very, very good morning.

I'm thinking my letter to Thor actually worked! LOLOL!

Also! I'm posting this from Pinky, who's up, running, and healthy as ever with her brand new (and better, holy shit) charger. I missed you so much, Pinky! Yay! :D

I'M NEAR THE TOP, WITH MY RAINSHOWERS FIC! CAN YA'LL BELIEVE THIS?! CAN YA'LL BELIEVE THIS?!?!? THIS IS THE FIRST-EVER TIME THAT I'VE BEEN ON A FIC REC LIST!!!

'CAUSE I CAN'T!! OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


-falls out of computer chair & faints-

Look who's back! Look who's a black woman, too! Look who's back here on Dreamwdith, too!!

Lookie, lookie, lookie and give her all the best welcomes & wishes, friends!! :D :D :D




--Amarie, who's glad to see yet another black woman 'round these whitey Dreamwidth parts

I got your surprised Christmas card just today!! Mommy handed it to me with a smile on her face just this morning! -SQUEEEEEEE!!-

I'm so happy that I shared this on my Tumblr, too!!!



I had fresh makeup on, but I immediately started crying and, thus, I ruined it...and so my ruined face is not in this picture...haha...hah. I hope you're happy with yourself, mister!!! And then I started laughing when I read what you wrote, too (From Silver, The whitest boy wishing you a white Christmas.)! OMFG, this is one of the best presents ever and I love, love, love, love it! Thank you oh-so very much!!!! Thank you!!!!!!

-hugs-

-goes off to cry some more-