Bits and Pieces

Today was pretty fun at school. 

Here are some pics, with accompanying sarcasm. Enjoy. 

Sections. Basic. Where your need for perfection cripples you. One strand of hair at a time. 

French Braid. Two words: 

Girls Camp. 

#micdrop 

Fish Tail. 

Girl, please. 

Corn Rows:) 

Meet my friend Shawn-Tay. She ain't no Holla back girl. 

#step

French Twist.  

The wedding style of the soap opera Days of Our Lives. 

Finger Waves. 

What the H!!!!! So bloody hard! I've got a mean bag of tricks. But this bad girl nearly had me cursing. I will squash this style. One. Wave. At. A. Time. 

Pin Curls? 

Can you make a circle? Then you can do these. 

Today was a great day. On my feet, behind a head of hair. Heavenly. This won't be a career. This will be a play ground. 

Loves~ Alli ;) 

Now is the Time~

I want to document my time in Cosmetology school.  No better place than my blog.  It's been neglected far too long.

My 2014 montra is "Now is the Time".

I've wanted to do hair for years.  I thought about going when September (my cousin) went in 2000.  I was advised by a loved one, that this was not a viable profession.  I listened.

Sixteen years later, an almost 12 year marriage to Jason, and realizing my divine worth as a daughter of God, I have finally washed those "viability" thoughts out of my mind.

I contacted Paul Mitchell Boise in January and started the process.  I was horrified.  And thrilled.  I made Candace go with me to my tour at the school.  (Jason had to work).  We left, she was almost more excited than I was!  It was pretty darling.

I started school yesterday.  April 22, 2014. I survived.  The long lingering thoughts of my personal doubts slowly went away.  Somewhere, along my life journey, I convinced myself that I was dumb.  Slow.  Not able to learn new things.  Which, in itself IS DUMB.  But alas, often times that voice is the loudest.  And although I found myself overwhelmed at times, I processed things in small pieces.  And survived.

Here is a list of some of my fears.  Just so we are clear....

Will I be WAY older than my classmates?
Can I do the chemistry aspect?  (I never took chem in HS)
Will my kids be ok while I am in school?
......
The list goes on, but you catch my drift.

How does one combat fears?  


PRAYER.


Here were/are some of my prayers:

Let me find a friend.

Let me be calm.

Let me be open minded.

Let my divine potential shine through my doubts.

Let me lead.

Let me be lead.

Never leave me feeling alone.

Let me find joy in all the new things.

Don't let who I was in HS, cloud who I am now.
...................


There are more as well.  Some I will hold close to my heart.


I can tell you that prayers are being answered.  One by one.  Some through others, some through the Holy Ghost.  All through my Father in Heaven.


I am so thankful for all those who have made it possible for me to take a step out of my life, and follow my dreams.  Jason.  Candace.  Grammy.

 This is me.  Finding JOY in my new kit filled with awesomeness!

I will keep this blog going, especially about my journey through school.  I hope you enjoy, find joy, some laughter, and escape your life.  Just for a moment.

#NowIsTheTime

xoxo Alli