Sentences with phrase «steam showers do»

That's not to say that granite counters and steam showers don't pay off; kitchen and bathroom remodels continue to be two of the best investments you can make in your house.

Not exact matches

I just put my hair up into a bun and i shower quickly enough that the steam doesn't affect my hair.

On the other hand, some people just don't like steam, which is why both home saunas and steam showers offer other benefits.

If you don't have either of these units, steam up the bathroom with the shower and sit in the room for a few minutes to relieve congestion.

I often start by massaging some Laxmi Triple M Oil onto my face, then letting the steam from the shower do its work.

Whether doing a steam inhalation for clearing the sinuses of Spring - time allergens, or invigorating circulation, increasing immunity and decreasing fatigue through alternate hot and cold showers, making hydrotherapy a part of a cleansing self - care regime is essential for clearing out the toxins that may have accumulated over the Winter.

Simple solution for thinning phlegm is drinking much more water / tea (don't add sugar), and you can try «steaming» (https://sallysalmononline.com/2014/08/10/the-wonders-of-steaming-your-voice/) in the dry months as well as adding a humidifier, taking hot showers, etc..

Iron / steam it the night before (or hang it in the bathroom while you're showering) so you don't have to mess with it in the morning.

When you arrive, all you need to do is open up your package, hang the items and steam in the shower if necessary.

But apart from one creepy scene where Carter slips into a fog of shower steam undetected, director David M. Rosenthal doesn't build suspense; at one point, the rapid succession of Carter's stalking scenes practically becomes a wacky montage.

Steam administration, nebulization, or taking the pet with you into a hot shower area (don't get it wet) will helps cleanse its nose of exudates and open its nasal passages.

Someone suggested putting her in a hot shower for steam therapy which did actually help once.

If you do not have a cool mist vaporizer, running a hot shower and allowing the room to steam up, and then having your Golden Retriever lay in the room for about 15 minutes, also seems to bring some relief.

Resort Amenities and Services: Location: One mile from Deer Valley Resort; 2 miles from Park City's historic Main Street Transportation: Car required; shuttle service does not come through this neighborhood Property Amenities: Private outdoor hot tub, steam shower in lower bath, two wood - burning fireplaces, wireless internet access, 7 TVs, 1 DVD player, pool table, garage parking for 2 cars Laundry Facilities: Private washer / dryer Housekeeping: This property receives daily housekeeping service; additional services are available for a fee.

The master bathroom had a steam shower, which felt so amazing after spending the day out on the slopes, as did the outdoor jacuzzi.

Amazing steam showers, my family had a unit hooked up around five years ago and so it may possibly do with upgrading, never get a bland old standard form of shower ever again

A steam shower with hardwood floors — now that's something we don't see all that often!

She walked in with her Pinocchio puppet and asked me to «make a window» in the shower screen steam so she could do a show for me.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.