Last Words

The other day went well with my "crush." We've been seeing each other occasionally and so far he's been quite sublime. He likes the book, The Sun Also Rises. I love that book. And I am fairly certain that he is, indeed, a beautiful soul and that I must be myself with him. But other than that I don't think I will write about him again, at least not for a while, if ever. Some things shouldn't be written about... and everyone must decide what those things are for themselves. In the past I would have written it all. This time I don't think it's best.

Instead, I will discuss the fact that I am stymied by my split ends. I read in an article in Vogue last spring about not using dimethicone... while it sits on the hair it smooths out the ends. However, when you wash it off the hair is left damaged since the silicone also blocks natural oils from entering the hair strand. I've been using "Sheer Blonde." It has silicone in it... But it's also cheap. I don't know what's better saving money or preventing whatever damage the silicone is causing. No one seems to notice the damage but me anyway...

Tomorrow night President Obama will give his State of the Union address. This morning I heard the clip of him telling people that his main objective isn't to be reelected. He is more concerned with being the best he can be... whether that amounts to one term or two. He said that he would rather be an excellent one term president than a mediocre two term president. I admire that. A lot. Whether he's saying that to "cover his sins" or if he is saying that to defy antagonistic forces that hound him daily I don't know. But I respect the sentiment. As Winston Churchill once said, "In War: Resolution. In Defeat: Defiance. In Victory: Magnanimity. In Peace: Good Will." I think President Obama may be following that creed... indeed.

In any case, I feel humbled... (I realize that these paragraghs don't make sense together, by the way) And hopeful. And I believe that prayers will make all the difference in the world... in life. So I pray for it all... for Haiti... for America... for me... for you... and then I cry a little. Because there are so many things that need prayer. But God is listening. And that I do know... for certain.