Getting your brows waxed occasionally is way easier than tweezing. The beautician will ask do you want a low-medium-high arch? I say ‘medium’. Beware “high” you may look like Joan Crawford! This style is pretty outdated. Also, outdated styles are called paisley or tadpole brows. These have a chunky area at the inside and sort of taper out. The wax is applied and then removed with a cloth in an outside-to-inside yank. It’s sort of like band-aid removal. Over time the hair root will gradually be destroyed and you won’t have to get it done as often. Beware home wax kits, my beautician told me she had a friend who tried this at home with bad results–the wax hardened and she couldn’t remove it. She had to go into the shop after hours and get it removed with a product the beautician had on hand.
I didn’t use rubber gloves until about 10 years into my marriage. I just never gave them any thought. Then I started buying that blue grease cutting dishwashing liquid that starts with a “D”. It effectively stripped all oils from my hands and made my fingers crack. I think they changed the formula years later because these things quit ruining my skin. Using gloves also kept manicures lasting longer and stopped me getting nicked fingers/fingernails from chopping/slicing things like onions and garlic. Using while peeling garlic also, keeps the smell off your skin. I used to buy the Playtex brand from Walmart & the biggest size (XL) was always a bit small. They also tended to deteriorate underneath my sink over time. Now I buy them online, they are a bigger size and tougher.
Brad only wants to protect those flying from one place to another, to make up for not being able to protect his wife and daughter. They were on the first aircraft to strike the twin towers on 9/11. Cali seems to have it all—her most recent book gave her the celebrity status she once thought was so important but nothing can penetrate the grief she feels after losing her husband. Dex, the guy in high school that scored more than any other guy, seeks vengeance for all that’s gone wrong in his life.
Three individuals living life alone while the world whirls around them. Can they overcome their pasts and see a better future?
this is written by my friend K.C. Sprayberry. It can be purchased at Solstice Publishing web page and Amazon.
I started doing this recently. Actually, I was out of ideas for gifts for women friends. For years, there was a deluge of “Bath and Body works” products– liquid soap, hand sanitizers (is this really a gift? Come on! It reeks of germs!), and buckets of body lotion. And scented candles are great, but some folks who live alone and fear house fires don’t really appreciate these. They give them away to other friends as soon as they receive them. Then I hit on the idea of bar soap. It is one of those gifts I don’t buy for myself, but love buying for friends. Besides the usual places you would buy them, also check in organic grocery stores. And they don’t clog up landfills like empty liquid bath soap bottles.
Get dry haircuts. My other post just disappeared. My fault. 90% of beauticians won’t do this. Find the 10% who will. You can change an $18 hair cut into a $10. I just talked my husband into trying it today and he LOVED it. I have been doing it every chance I get since 1996. Ask the hairdresser first if she is agreeable to this. Shampoo at home either the night before or the morning of the cut. Don’t apply any “product.”
Andy surveyed the beach to see the distance to the Holiday Inn. It appeared about fifty yards away from where he originally entered the water. Now they
walked through the surging surf and sand and little brown fish tumbled around their knees.
“You’re safe now. Are you with a group?”
Lucia pointed to a cluster of red blankets, a rental umbrella, and ice chest. Two other young women in bikinis were spread out, tanning, and motionless.
“Those your buddies?”
“Doesn’t seem that you were missed.” Andy felt disgusted. How could you not watch out for your friends?
Lucia picked up her pace upon nearing the blankets.
“Patricia, Helen! Why didn’t you come save me?”
Andy looked over the spot. Empty plastic drink containers with straws were propped in the sand next to each woman. They rolled over and looked at her stupidly.
“You were asleep, weren’t you?” She looked at them indignantly.
“I just drank a coupla beers,” the one in the orange bikini said.”
“Yeah,” the other girl parroted her. “I just had a couple of beers, too.”
Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, Andy thought. I could already have been home eating lunch with my dad now. I could be doing a whole lot of other things too.
“I hate to leave you pretty ladies, but I have to find my shoes that I tossed on the beach half an hour ago.”
Disgusted, he turned to leave.
“Wait!” Lucia reached out to touch his back. “I didn’t thank you!” Her eyes were a startling blue color.
Andy turned to look at her. She bore such a damned pretty look he almost forgot their situation–almost. He never could bear stupidity well.
I bought a packet of multi-colored sunflower seeds this year. I don’t remember if they were from Wal*Mart or Home Depot or Lowes Hardware but the pack had a pretty picture on it. I didn’t know there was anything but ‘regular’ sunflowers. Since the garden expanded 3X this year (due to a tiller purchase) I had LOTS of space to plant any old thing I wanted! I planted these because my mom always grew sunflowers in her garden and I was amazed at how big they grew. These are not the kind you eat the seeds out of. The seeds are teeny tiny. They are just ornamental but the bugs and flies sure love them! When buying seeds don’t be a snob. I have found plenty of seed and flower packets at the Dollar stores around town at much lower prices than other places. And the seeds always sprouted just fine. Just saying folks….don’t be a snob.