Truth Be Told About My Hats
I attend St John Baptist Church in Columbia, Maryland. This past Sunday, I received compliment after compliment about my beautiful hat. I’d been adorning my head with them for three weeks in a row. I accepted each and every comment with gratefulness for the feel good emotions that they brought to me. With a pun intended, they placed a hypothetical feather in my hat.
In my novel: A Complicated Love Song, my main character Bettina Charles has a great-aunty named Gertrude ‘Trudy’ Watkins-Charles. She is a self-proclaimed spiritual advisor and would react to this same situation in her on special way. She would say it like this. “Truth be told, I really preciated each one of those kind words about me and my hats. I know I looked real good. Lord, please forgive me. In my moment of weakness, my flesh got in the way, causing my vanity to overtake my virtue.”
Well, as it related to me, I’m going to tell you guys the truth, but please don’t tell anyone else. You see, the reason I’ve been wearing the hats was because I was trying to stretch the time until making my next hair appointment.
Determined Lynda’s Final Thought for the Moment: If you can’t spare the time to get your hair did, plop on a hat and go right on strutting your stuff. — Lynda has magic to do. Do you?
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Jone J. 1:15 am on November 2, 2014 Permalink |
We all have many reasons for adorning our heads, but it only matters what’s under the hat.
Virtues or vanity. Can’t wait to meet this character Aunt Gertrude.
Nina Chandler 3:00 pm on October 30, 2014 Permalink |
I love the hat story, Sista Gurl!
Brandy 1:03 pm on October 30, 2014 Permalink |
Tee-hee! So funny!
Ethel Vance 1:55 am on October 29, 2014 Permalink |
I loved this blog and thought it was very funny. I can relate to wearing a hat to hide my hair. I look forward to your next blog. Keep them coming. The writing is wonderful.