As long as I’ve got my suit and tie…and hairdryer.

Oh hey. Sorry I’ve been MIA. But I didn’t have much to say. And the skies have been really gray. And other things have been filling up my day. I didn’t mean to stay away…so long, mmm’kay?

I’m done. I retire from rapping. Quit while you’re ahead and all that. It’s Music Monday, so we will discuss JT, obvs. But I also wanted to share this post I wrote about my hairdryer last week and then never actually published.


Last Wednesday morning my hair dryer crapped out on me. It started sparking from the chord while I was mid-way through blow drying my hair. My long, curly hair that takes forever to dry anyway and frizzes into another atmosphere if left to its own devices.

”Don’t you know it’s January!?” I told my hair dryer, ”Don’t you know money is tight already!?” Why now? Why not wait to die until February? You are so inconsiderate!”

I was mad. Mad that I’d have to shell out for a new hair dryer. Mad that my stupid hair can’t just dry on its own. Mad that I don’t have a job with vacation days and thus my “time off” at Christmas meant time off from being paid. Mad that my budget was about to be ruined by sparking hair dryer. Mad. Mad. Mad.

I sat down at the kitchen table with half-wet hair and ate my toast. My bible was sitting on the table where I’d left it the night before.

”Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”

I read that the night before and got so excited. I rejoiced over this new year and all the things God is doing in my church and in my city. I even gave thanks about my job and not knowing where my next assignment will be or where I’ll be working in two weeks (don’t panic you guys, I’ll still have a job they are just shuffling me somewhere new). But here I was not 12 hours later, sitting at my kitchen table about to let my day be totally ruined by a broken hair dryer.

And so you guys, I totally prayed about it. I know it seems stupid. It’s just a hair dryer. God has so many bigger things to deal with. But I also prayed that he would change my attitude. That he would help me to give thanks in all circumstance. And that he would teach me to trust him in these small things just as much as in the big ones.

Later in the morning, I went to pay a bill and noticed that my bank balance was higher than I thought it should be. It turns out that I did get paid for some of my Christmas holidays, that all my careful budgeting and financial planning over the past month had not taken stat holidays into account. And while I am not rich by any stretch of the imagination, I can afford a new hair dryer.

So I learned two important lessons from my hair dryer nearly exploding on me. 1) Nothing is “too small” to pray about and 2) A hair dryer is totally not worth ruining your day over.

Ok. Let’s talk JT!


Have you guys listened to the new Justin Timberlake single yet? Oh golly. I love it. Except for the Jay-Z verse. Do we really need to shout out Beysus’ parents? In-law rap?

Anyway, I really love the horns and general sixtiesosity (I just made that word up). It’s catchy and slow-groovey. And while I do find the whole, “I’m ready” thing a little (a lot) self-indulgent, I am pumped to hear the whole album.