My Captive Audience
The manicurists at my nail salon nicked my fingers three times. Three nicks and they’re out. So, I go to a new salon where I meet June. She is all about pleasing me, and bonus, she speaks English very well. We get through the newcomer chatter, and then I go into an internal zone, but…
Taking Advantage of a Captive Audience
Long overdue for a nail pick-me-up (aka manicure), I head to my local nail salon. It’s Tuesday so not the usual crowd. Great – I’ll be in and out in a jiffy! An adorable Vietnamese girl, who by the way, speaks English very well, greets me and invites me to sit at her booth. Her…
Feeling Touched
After several days of opening boxes and sorting through the many items that needed to be put away in my new home, I looked at my hands and nails, and realized they needed some TLC. I headed to the nail salon and proceeded to get “my usual”. The manicurist was one I had never met…
God Takes Pleasure When We Take Pleasure
Yesterday was planned around Alexia — some girl time, her getting to choose where we would eat for breakfast and dinner — being pampered at the nail salon, her picking some great decor’ for her new bedroom, getting her “Fall Harvest” costume — it was a “by design” day that continues to celebrate her Rite…