Today is election day, and thankfully I voted early. Our presidential candidates are men in the 70s. Traditionally, 70+-year-olds are retiring. It is hard to believe that either of them thought it was too late for them to attempt to claim the highest seat of government. It is possible that someone in their circles told them they were too old to run for office. Yet, here we are told deciding if our next president will be 77 years old or 74 years old at their inauguration.
It would seem that if anything can be taken away from this election season is that you are never too old to throw your hat in the ring. It is never too late to try because what’s the worst that could happen?
Somehow the makeup bug took a big bite into my sister or whatever I was supposed to get, she got. The makeup, weave, nails, etc. she does it all. I am not trying to paint the picture that I am a tomboy, but the most makeup I wear is liner, mascara, and lipstick. I have so much hair that weave has never been anything I have been interested in. Wearing acrylic nails never appealed to me. But looking at my hands today has made me feel so feminine and delicate. I do not know what it is, but I am enjoying the ride.
I am looking forward to stretching myself. I am going to make a nail appointment, and maybe getting a pattern. I am also looking forward into my dive to makeup!
Give love. Get love.