Might fuck around and fully lean into my gifts.
Do it scared.
Do it unprepared.
Do it when the plan isn’t perfect.
Do it when they don’t see the vision.
Do it because they doubted you.
But most of all… do it for yourself.
little travel luxuries: Buy a baller snack
Buy a baller snack If the Toblerone bar as long as your arm is calling, it’s your duty to answer. Even if the price of Chex Mix is high,grab a few bags of your favorites off the snack wall at Hudson News. Scout out local bakery outposts if an airport has one, such as Ladurée at Charles de Gaulle in France. Vending machines have evolved, with cupcakes and edible cookie dough in Las Vegas and hot ramen at Tokyo’s Haneda Airport.
Or
splurge on an airport meal .Yes, airport food is overpriced. Yes, you could meal-prep instead. But it’s ultimately a gift to yourself to let someone else serve and prepare your supper — not a sad Starbucks wrap but an actual sit-down situation where you can relax near-ish your gate. Is it going to be the best Caesar salad of your life? Probably not. But you can increase your odds of making it worth your while if you pick a trusted local brand.
Essential Nail Care Tips
💅 Cut your nails straight across instead of in an oval shape to avoid an ingrown nail.
💅 Take a break from manicures and pedicures to let your natural nails breathe. Frequent use of acetone-based removers causes brittleness. Constantly wearing toenail polish stains them.
💅 A light buff after cutting can promote healthy growth and increase shine. But overdoing it can thin and weaken the nail plate.
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Tagged manicure, nail care, nail design, nail polish, nails, Personal hygiene
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Kind Words
tuck a kind note into a library book for a stranger to find
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
What really was better in the ‘good old days’
As kids, we were expected to dress for school. Key word: “dress.” Being a girl in the 1960s and ’70s was not a good time here in rural Michigan, where the winds at recess whipped across bare legs when there was no time to pull on snow pants — only our coats. Most of us, in our wool skirts and sweaters, just stood up against the building and shivered, but we sure looked good when we got back inside! Back-to-school shopping for clothes was an event, and we couldn’t wait for colder temps so we could wear those outfits. The boys, meanwhile, could and did come in like they had just done farm chores. Ah, the good old days of a double standard.
School dress codes are looser now, but ironically, I see kids wearing shorts in the winter and some not even wearing jackets. They have them; I know their parents. They want to be cool.Marian Latimer, Brown City, Michigan
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Real Life of an MSW 