The Party’s Over

How do I subtly tell guest that the party’s over and it’s time to leave?

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Before the party: include an end time on the invitation (for example, “Dinner and dessert from 7p.m. to 10p.m”) This goes for text messages as well as formal invites. Just put it in writing.

Near the End: Cues include lowering music and brightening lights. Because it’s important not to make guest feel rushed, stagger these changes so they won’t seem abrupt.

Final Moments: Begin to thank everyone for coming or make a quick speech about how to get a rideshare for that who need a lift. These signals will leave your guest with a clear and positive send-off.

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Standing Up


What’s stopping you for standing up …I don’t have enough time t do anything meaningful. That’s probably not true. Tell me the amount of time you have, and I’ll tell you what you can do to make a difference.

  • 30 seconds a week – retweet or share an online post and add your own call to action. Ask your friends to donate to a cause or volunteer, or simply ask them to watch a video and share it if they feel so moved. By showing your support for a cause, your helping expands it reach.
  • 10 minutes a week – Make a phone call, or three, for an issue you care about. Dial up your congressional representatives (the US. Capitol switchboard: 202-224-3121) and let them know what’s on your mind.
  • 3 hours a week – Find the candidate or topic that motivities you show up for them. Whether you’re knocking doors for animal rights charity or attending a local school board meeting, your presence matters.
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Real Life Rants

I love the rave section in my paper. It’s the first section I read, but sometimes a rant isn’t a bad thing. We need to stomp our feet, form our hands into fists, and scream. So, let’s rant, but me first. My washer and dryer of 10 years died an odd death. It started when the washer went through a complete cycle, but when I opened the door a monsoon rushed toward me. My spouse and I had a spat that I didn’t properly close the door (I know I did). When he did a load, things went smoothly; that was until he put clothes in the dryer and the steam cycle malfunctioned, leaving all the clothes soaking wet. We rung out the clothes and continue to use the “timid” machines, until today the washing machine locked up- holding our clothes and linens in a soapy hostage situation. I called my plumber and he was kind enough to come out and confirm our suspicions. He informed us the machine needed a new fuel pump. I informed him I would think about it. Later that day I found few rant clippings and though this would be a great time to share them.





RANT I sort food donations at a local food bank and would like to ask people to please not donate expired food items. If you don’t want to eat it, others won’t either. The food banks have to pay to throw away expired items, so these donations are actually costing them money.

RANT To the cabdriver who picked me up at my retirement facility and lectured me about the inconvenience of not meeting him across the six-way-corner street so he would be facing the “right way” to my destination. When I explained I couldn’t walk the distance he assured me that I could! He continued to complain that I needlessly told him where to turn to reach the parking lot at my destination. I overtipped him to compensate for the short trip and he complained that I was trying to make him feel guilty. By comparison, the trip made my emergency dental appointment almost a pleasure. Thanks to my dentist and her staff for making me feel valued.

RANT To the San Juan Island local who told my wife and me to “get our bikes off the (expletive) road” during our vacation. Well Mr. Pottymouth Street Nazi, you don’t own the public roads, bicycles are perfectly legal where we were riding, and many of the residents on your “friendly” island depend on tourist revenue for their livelihood.

RANT To the driver who honked at my teenager when he hesitated a little too long for their liking at a four-way stop. I guess even having a student-driver sign on your car isn’t a shield against harassment while driving.

RANT To parents who apparently never tell their kids there’s an inside and outside voice to use, like the family at fast food restaurants whose child kept shrieking “Daddy,Dady Daddy” over and over while the father and siblings totally ignored him. I’ve heard kids screams like this in numerous business; it’s incredible annoying. If I acted like that, my parents would’ve yanked me out so fast my head would be spinning. Why don’t parents teach their kids not to scream when their indoors.

RANT to those homeowners and landscapers who so kindly blow their yard debris onto public roads, clogging storm drains and forcing the city to clean up the mess.

RANT AND RAVE Rant to the person who stole my son’s wallet in Seattle on New Year’s Eve, his birthday — the wallet contained cash, checks and gift cards! Rave to the kind woman who found his discarded wallet (missing most everything) and found a way to get in touch with him, as he lives in another state. Her kindness saved him a hassle at the airport that afternoon.

What’s your rant?. Just let it out . You’ll feel better getting it out and I will feel better knowing I am not alone.


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Pureed Green Bean Soup

Real Life of an MSW

I am 100% sure these green beans were meant for some holiday casserole or other amazing dish. However, as it often happens at the holidays, we get invited out a LOT and are often asked to bring something fun, amazing, and yummy (which is all code for your spouse is a chef could he bring this thing I saw in a magazine?). Well, that thing obviously didn’t include green beans.

I am very anti food-waste. As a little human growing up way below the poverty line, I spent more time dreaming about meals than actually eating them.

Back in the present, I had this four pound bag of Costco green beans. I poured myself a glass of wine as this was going hurt. I had to sort through the slimy and browning beans (even I have learned you can’t save everything), and after that I pulled out my trusty Soup…

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How to Ask for Anything…And Get It

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Likability Matters :”It’s not necessarily what you say, but how you say it. If I like how someone is speaking to me, it makes it easier to hear them. And what you want is to be heard.” -Marcia Cole, CEO of Ivy Digital, a digital media agency that grows social audiences

Don’t Apologize “I hired a woman last year who stuck to her guns on the things she needed to accept the job. We went through many rounds of negotiations. I have a lot of respect for the people I hire and encourage them to kick the tires. Too many women apologize for the very act of negotiating.” -Erika Nardini, chief marketing officer of AOL Advertising

Focus on the Future “As a manager, you’re always thinking about what’s next, what’s the strategy going forward. The past is the past, but I feel great about investing in the future.” -Stacy Martinet, chief marketing officer of

Know What You Want “I once called the executive in charge of compensation to discuss year-end bonuses. He said, ‘What do you think is fair?’ I had my list of reasons why [I deserved more’], but I wasn’t prepared to throw out a figure. That taught me to always go in with a number in mind.” -Lisa Caputo, executive vice president and chief marketing and communications officer of The Travelers Companies

It’s Okay to Walk Away “There were many times when I took work and wasn’t compensated fairly for it. Since then, I’ve learned what my time is worth. If I can’t expect that, I very nicely end the negotiation.” -Trica Jean-Baptiste, president Morgensheer Hospitality

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