Seven things that are always in the same place so that I am never away from home without them but were strangely missing when I opened my toiletries kit in Nashville:
1. My Rave Maxx 4 hairspray.
It's my hairspray. Hell-o? You know what happens to the 'do without hairspray.
2. My emery board.
The sport of suticase grabbing from the luggage carousel is hard on the maniucure. I had to go two days with a raggedy edge. It was ghastly.
3. My Tucks medicated pads.
Not that I need them, you understand. I just like to know that I have them if I ever do need them.
4. My nail clippers.
Live one hour with a toe poked through your nylon and then tell me if you want to be caught without this item.
5. My travel scissors.
Grey jacket + hanging thread = social anxiety. 'Nuff said.
6. My Smooth Dissolve TUMS.
Not sure if it was the red wine or the baby back ribs that made me realize I didn't have my TUMS with me.
7. My chewable baby aspirins.
Leg cramps (probably due to liberal diuretic usage- the grits were salty), misidentified as sudden-death blood clots. My kingdom for an aspirin!