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November 4, 2009

I am sitting here, at my dining room table, in the quiet before the storm moment of the morning (before my 3 year old wakes up). I washed out the henna. I had terrible pre-morning visions of my hair sliding off my head and what I would do if that happened. I would quietly clean up the mess and purchase a wig and not say another word about henna or anything to anyone. I am happy to report the henna washed out and my hair stayed on my head (yea!). I put my glasses on (blind as a bat) and ran to my bedroom mirror: glorious dark brown, mahogany, auburn deliciousness on my head:) Also surprisingly, not one hair was lost (exaggeration, one hair was lost, serious, no joke). I don't know if it was my new found infatuation with henna and all things natural, but my hair felt different. I can't describe it, but it felt good. I wish I could remember some of those vocabulary words my kids learn at school to describe how comfortable my hair felt (I guess that's why I send them to school everyday and make sure they learn-when they come home I'll pick their brain for new words:). I bought some extra cheap Lekair cholesterol ($2) the green one because it was cholesterol and the color was pretty (something about aloe vera, but I'm not that stupid to think that aloe turned it green, give me some credit). Now I'm writing this down, blogging. Never thought I would do this, chronicle-ing my baby steps transitioning, but I've been encouraged to do so by the founder of www.curlynikki.com. Since I'm a very private person, this is a very big step for me: sharing my hair adventures on the WWW. I am not that courageous to add photos of myself though. I better stop writing before I talk myself out of doing this. Peace.