Old School

Thursday, August 27th, 2015

I’m old school!!


Welcome Home!

Friday, August 21st, 2015

At the extreme last minute I decided to have a dinner party/BBQ for my nephew and grand niece to welcome my nephew, Jachin, back to New Mexico while in town for a short spell.

I told everyone a BBQ when I should have said dinner party because I was envisioning hosting a dinner party like the way “Barefoot Contessa” does it on the Food Network but since I said BBQ people thought just that and bought things to eat when I said not to that was not dinner party food but BBQ food.

It sprinkled rained on and off which sort of messed up my table setting, and because of the rain, I couldn’t light the Chiminea (it would have cracked) to roast vegan marshmallows for the girls. But even with all of that the dinner party/BBQ turned out to be very nice and I was happy to share my home with family and friends.



Holding my grand niece, Hollis. The girls had a blast running in and out of the house, crawling on the floor chasing each other and screaming at the top of their lungs.

Fenton Lake Camping

Saturday, August 15th, 2015

We have to put our camper pop-up to use so this summer we are trying to squeeze in as many trips to the woods as possible. Our last trip was to Fenton Lake Campgrounds. We stayed three nights and four days. Check out some of our pictures below.


Site 28 offered the most privacy. However, the garbage for the campgrounds was close by, and that meant people came near the area to dump their trash.


Pop-up shower. This is great to have when the campgrounds do not offer showers. But then again even if showers are provided having your own is always best.


Before we had this cover around our eating area we were doing it all wrong. What a difference this made when keeping bugs away from our food.


Fenton Lake.




The campgrounds.


Roasting vegan marshmallows by the campfire.


I like my marshmallows burnt!



Rib eye steak for the Hubs. Everything taste better when cooked on an open fire.


My favorite vegan camp-trip meal cooked on an open fire.


Chillin’ in the pop-up at night. The Hubs, Bolo the Rotty, and meet, Maia the Mastiff. (4 months).


We thought something broke on the pop-up, but thanks to the proper insurance, 24 hour assistance stopped by to say it was nothing serious at all!

My Favorite Childhood Author

Wednesday, August 12th, 2015

Who remembers, “Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret.” As a ten-year-old that book truly spoke to me. After reading the book I felt, the author, Judy Blume knew me personally and understood my childhood thoughts. Like, she just got it when no one else did. As a skinny child, who ate everything, I was convinced that there was only one way to increase my bust.

When a friend told me she was on book tour promoting her new adult book titled, “In The Unlikely Event,” I had to take the drive to Santa Fe to meet her. I wanted to say so much more to her than I did but I got tongue-tided. However, I did let her know that I have loved her since the fifth grade and she pointed out that she noticed my bright smile in the audience.




See, this is what I am talking about!

What Made Me Go Natural?

Tuesday, July 28th, 2015


This is an easy question. But the actual act should have taken place way before it did. What made me go natural? Well, I went natural because I wanted to live a healthier life style. I had been vegan and eating organic. I started to use natural and organic body butters, hair products, tooth pastes, deodorants, soaps and make up. So with all of that why not continue my growth of living healthy by letting go of hair perms.

Even though I was doing everything else natural it took me a long time to go natural with my hair and that is because I was afraid of corporate America. I soon realized corporate American didn’t like me and I didn’t like corporate American so after watching Chris Rock’s movie “Good Hair” my mind was made up.

What about you? What made you go natural? Please share your experience going natural with Permed to Natural. I know we all have a story to tell.

Enchanted Center for The Arts

Monday, July 20th, 2015


My desire to help others started when I was in elementary school. Jonathan was a boy in my class who for whatever reason did not receive hot lunch and never brought lunch from home. He would sit with the other kids during lunch break, watch everyone eat, and cry because he was hungry. My heart was heavy watching him so one day I said, “Jonathan do you like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?” He said, “Yes.” “What about raw carrots as a snack,” I continued. He nodded. “Okay, I will bring that for you tomorrow.”

As I made Jonathan’s lunch the next morning my mother thought I was making extra food because I was being bullied at school. I assured her I wasn’t. During lunch I gave Jonathan his sandwich and carrot. It was about three of us who feed him daily and he was grateful. One evening during parent teacher night my mother had planned to talk to the teacher about me being bullied and so did mothers of the other kids who feed Jonathan. He was there with his mother and we pointed him out. We told our teacher, mothers, and his mother what we were doing and Jonathan’s mother just cried because she had no extra food at home to give him for lunch. I remember her telling my mother I have already started performing community service work and that I was beautiful. I wondered what community service meant then shrugged it off. After all of that Jonathan started to receive free breakfast and hot lunch at school.

From then I continued my work in service via walk-a-thons, food banks, beauty pageants, and my sorority Delta Sigma Theta a private nonprofit organization. I also continued service work as a volunteer with the United States Peace Corps and AmeriCorps VISTA and obtained a career in public relations which, overall, is a service job.

After experiencing negativity in corporate America I finally understood I was going through all of that because I was born to have my own serving others. I sat down and thought hard. What brings me complete joy inside? Helping others. What makes me happy all of the time? The arts. Once I figured that out (it took years) I decided to start my very own nonprofit and call it Enchanted Center for The Arts.

I am at the extreme beginning stages of its development and started a Go Fund Me page to help raise money.

Please click HERE or click the Go Fund Me advertisement at the top right corner on this page to learn more about Enchanted Center for The Arts.

While you are visiting the Go Fund Me page, please keep in mind that in order to assist artists and art lovers worldwide I will need your help, so please support this worthy cause by making a donation.


Is It Time To Take Them Out?

Tuesday, July 14th, 2015

I forgot when I got my box braids done. I like to change them at least every 8 weeks but can’t remember when my mom put them in. Because they look a little shabby I think 8 weeks already arrived. But when I really think about it I think have about 2 1/2 weeks to go.


I am not going to leave my braids in until the end of July. They are stretched out and some are falling out – in public! If the Hubs and I go on another camping trip this weekend I will start removing the box braids on Monday.


Six weeks is a good date as well. My hair doesn’t like it when I leave braids or weaves, when I used to wear a weave, in for 3 or 4 months. I used to do that years ago and my hair never grew. It just broke off.

Celebrating the 4th

Monday, July 6th, 2015

In June I told the Hubs I wanted to go camping for the 4th of July. At the time I knew it was kind of late to make such a request but camping was something I wanted to do. So the Hubs got on the computer and two days later we had a reservation at Clear Creek Campground which is about an hour and a half from our house.

Campsite 2 in loop #4 was impressive. We could see our neighbors but they weren’t close so there was lots of privacy. The campground in Cuba, New Mexico possesses a forest of lush greenery that is simply amazing. I don’t get to see a lot of trees and stuff in the Southwest, and coming from the East, that is one thing I truly miss.

We were there for two days then I sprained my ankle hiking.  Because there is little to no medical treatment in the area we left so I could get an x-ray right away. Diabetics need to treat their feet and its area with sensitivity.


En route to Clear Creek Campground.


Tent camping is for the birds.


This pop-up is a little better. It has heat!





Most people don’t shave when camping.


Most people don’t apply make up either.






I was there to feed the fish.


The Hubs wanted to catch something to eat but only caught seaweed instead.


This forest comes alive at night. I just know it.


Super mild. I keep it iced and elevated. No worries.