The Queen has returned

It has been so lovingly brought to my attention that I haven't stuck with my goal of blogging. Let me just point out that it wasn't really MY GOAL, rather one that was forced upon me using a glock (Lara Croft style) and a bow (Katniss style).
Since I'm here I may as well tell you what I've been doing lately. I've been pinning. Ladies, if you haven't gotten on Pinterest yet, don't. It's the devil. Anyway, I've been following a curvy lady's blog, a refashion blog, and a blog about African American (Black) natural hair. These bloggers are geniuses and if I'm going to follow in their footsteps, I better do the job justice. So I will (attempt to) blog about those types of things as they are what interest me most (for now).

But first... a shout out to Holland:

A sister's love There is a bond that forms between sisters before their eyes ever meet. It is an inexplicable link unmatched by any other in this world. Sisters never have to aplogize for their happiness or worry how the other may respond to their tears. There is an unselfish love that develops the moment God begins to form another sister in a womb whether near or far. The union between these beautiful women transcends depths and width. It can go beyond the length of distance between the east and the west. It can withstand despair and even death. Sisterhood is never having to say a word. Never having to write a letter. It is a knowing... in your mind... in your heart... in your spirit. It tells you what no ordinary person could ever know. We are sisters and this is our love.