Or breakfast last Saturday.
Little indulgences for daily life
Or breakfast last Saturday.
While we didn’t quite welcome it in with a bang, our low-key family celebration was just what we needed. With 4 kids, including one newborn, “going out” on any night is a ton of work. When you add in a holiday and let’s just say that’s not happening in my world. Luckily, we decided that New Year’s Eve was a “stay in” holiday several years ago. Generally we have a fancy supper (prime rib anyone?), and invite friends and family over. This year due to various health issues and the new baby, it was just us. We really didn’t mind.
As usual, I made way too much food. (Wait, is there such a thing as “too much food”–with growing boys in the house I don’t think so!) We had cheese/crackers, fruit, nuts, pizza dip, antipasto kabobs, chips, pretzels. Then for dinner we had glazed ham and cheesy potatoes. And dessert–chocolate strawberry cream cheese strudel. Yum!
The kids really enjoyed playing with some new games including my personal favorite–The Hobbit Scrabble. That’s right–it’s Scrabble with a twist! It was so much fun watching them try to make Hobbit words to get extra points. The New Year managed to sneak right up when we weren’t looking and before we knew it midnight had passed. I have to say a nice quiet ending to the prior year and a quiet beginning to this year suits me just fine!
Just wandered over here to see how long it’s been. Wow! Over 2 years since I’ve posted. Not that it’s been over 2 years since I’ve had a “little indulgence” but I’ve been so busy living that I didn’t bother to write about it.
However, I recently found myself struggling to find ways to pamper myself without breaking the bank (especially with another baby on the way). It really is the simple things–an ice-cold glass of iced tea on a hot day. Walking in the rain. Sitting down to supper with your family. These are what keep you going through the hard times.
Since we bought our house last year, we were able to put a small garden in this year and have been enjoying the fruits of our labors. Fresh sugar snap peas, yellow beans, and my personal favorites–big fat black raspberries right off the vine!! That’s what summer’s all about.
Yeah…it’s been a while. Again. In my world, “real life” tends to be a huge time suck. Between FT work, FT school, homeschooling the kiddos, family issues, health issues, and general all around “other stuff to do” blogging tends to take a back seat (or in my case, gets shoved in a box in the trunk and buried under the jumper cables and spare tire).
Changing seasons are traditionally difficult for me to deal with. Lately I’ve been snappish, crabby, and heading into my seasonal depression. Something had to change. I left work today in a bit of a funk. This is not unusual-I work in a very emotionally and spiritually draining field and leave work in a funk many days. I was just unwilling to inflict myself on the family in all my cranky glory.
So I did what any girl would do–went out for some pampering. Luckily, my budget had some extra space this month so I could have someone else pamper me for a minute without too much worry. So, I had my “once a quarter when I remember and think to get to the shop” wax. Unfortunately, facial hair is a part of my life, seems to run in the family. There are very few things that make you feel less feminine than a unibrow and ‘stashe. They had to go. Ten minutes and several red, shiny patches later and I’m heading to destination number two.
Now would be a good time to tell you that the word “salon” is not in my vocabulary. Having been broke for so long, I can barely justify a $15 wax job once a quarter. Still, I was in a funk and needed something so off I went to the discount hair cut place. (I’ve been told just venturing through the door makes me uncommonly brave–since my standard response to bad hair is “I can just shave it off”, I’m not sure how true that is). They were having a massive sale on their already cheap services so for very little cash I got a shampoo, light conditioning treatment, and hair cut. Once we were all satisfied with the results, I was off on the next (and final) leg of my journey–home for coloring.
I have never in my life had my hair professionally colored. Generally, Da Man, my little sister, or whatever random person I can grab off the street would dye my hair for me. It was a long process because for the past many years my hair has been down nearly to my waist. It just so happened that there was a box of color and highlight color in my bathroom just begging to be used. Lucky for me Da Man was willing to be impressed into service spot check the color application for me. Even better, he caved to peer pressure helped me place the highlights.
My head feels lighter, my eyes are visible, and I’ve got a shiny new shade going on. Magically my funk disappeared. Apparently, I need to get back to my little bits of luxury on a regular basis. Everyone is grateful for the change in mood, including myself.
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My life: constantly on the go. Always something happening, frequently several somethings happening all at once. Until everything just stops. Or, I get sick. Like most parents, I rarely just get “sick” if I’m getting sick, I’m getting really sick. Can’t get out of bed, can’t lift my own head, my body’s done until whatever it is passes, sick. I spent the majority of last week feeling like I was breathing through a bowl of water. A trip to the Dr. at the beginning of the week confirmed that there was something starting to take hold in my lungs. Great…just what any busy working parent needs–the start of pneumonia.There went all my grand plans for the week.
My family tends toward more natural approaches first. This time, I was coming off 2 work weekends in a row with absolutely NO break on the one day off I had. There just wasn’t enough of anything left to try to fight this off on my own. So, with a prescription for antibiotics and a Dr’s note for two days off work, I tumbled into bed. There I stayed for most of the next 2 days.Luckily, I have a stay at home spouse who can take care of the rest of the family when I just stop and a job that has sick leave. I had the luxury of staying in bed those 2 days while my body worked to heal itself.
Somewhere in between begging the universe to let me rest or just take one tiny breath without coughing for an hour and restless bouts of napping, I came up with the brilliant idea to get something with eucalyptus to help ease my breathing. Better yet, since my back was hurting, why not get something I could use in the bathroom. Maybe a shower steam or something? Hmm….so, late in the evening the day before I had to return to work I made an impromptu run to the local big-box store in search of something with eucalyptus.
What I found was something that not only eased my breathing but also made all my muscles feel totally relaxed in a way that usually only comes at the hands of a masseuse. The name on the bottle read Aches & Pains, I chose it because it contained the Eucalyptus I was looking for. As I poured the salts into the water, I was enveloped in the strong smell of eucalyptus. Adding some bubbles–I love bubbles–from the same line, I just sat for a minute to enjoy the easing sensation I get from the eucalyptus oil. When the tub was full, I grabbed a book and sank into the hot sudsy water.
For the first couple minutes, it was just another bath. Slightly more fragrant than normal (man, that eucalyptus is strong, even when the lid is closed), but still just a regular bath. Then the warming started. I felt it first along the backs of my legs, this gentle warmth that penetrated deeper than just the water. It spread to my back, my belly, my hips. Every sore place on my body that was in contact with the water was warm and tingling and relaxing. Sitting there soaking in the water, I could literally feel the muscles start to relax. The tightness in my chest and back began to ease. I just felt……good and warm and sleepy.
The first rush of air on my wet skin created this penetrating coolness, as relaxing as the warmth. It was all I could do to pour myself out of the water. Wrapped in an absorbant robe, I collapsed into bed. My entire body felt loose, relaxed, and pain-free. My husband was kind enough to rub some lavender oil into my back so the skin wasn’t overly dry and with the combination of relaxed muscles, an eased chest, and the aromatherapy I collapsed into one of the best night’s sleep I have had in a very long time.
I have to admit a weakness for a good cheesecake. Normally, I’m a plain NY-style girl. Keep all the fruity, chocolaty stuff for someone else. There’s just something so comforting about a thick slice of creamy, tangy plain ole’ cheesecake. Makes my mouth water just thinking about it.
I love cheesecake so much, it’s my “birthday cake” of choice. Occasionally, I’ll get my cheesecake with some berry sauce on top. Tart-sweet berries are a wonderful compliment to the creaminess of cheesecake.
Today, I literally found a deal I could not pass up. I love to shop and finding a great deal is a game in my family. When I saw the fudgy-looking cheesecake sitting on the clearance rack at the grocery for a mere $3.50, I had to have it. Really, even if it was awful–for that price it’s worth a try. The flavor–chocolate covered cherry.
The pre-cut pieces are much too large for one serving. So, we cut a slice in half. The inside was bright pink–a lovely compliment for the dark topping. It was like eating chocolate covered cherries–without the liquid centers. The smooth cherry flavor paired perfectly with the semi-sweet topping. It was one of those really thick, creamy, two-bites-and-you’re-done cheesecakes.
Tomorrow, I’ll try a small slice frozen. I’ll even share a bit with my little cheesecake loving sister. Just one bite and I was in dessert heaven. That, truly, was the best $3.50 cheesecake I have ever had!
One of the most beautiful features on the human body is the eyes. It’s more than a color, shape, or size–eyes let you see the beauty within. The first time I notice someone, it may be because they’re wearing something interesting, saying something interesting, or any other reason. The first time I really see someone, I look to their eyes. There’s just something so mesmerizing about eyes.
It’s not surprising that I consider my eyes to be my best feature. If I want to feel beautiful, I may not put on full face makeup but I will almost always play up the eyes. For a quick job–a little liner and mascara and I’m out the door. For a more formal occasion (or when I want to feel my best), I’ll get out the whole kit. That generally involves paying someone to yank the unruly forest out from above my eyes–but sometimes I just groom them a bit and let it go.
The tools used are really the most important part of the job–I just can’t get my shadow to look right with those little sponge tipped applicators. No, if I want to look my best, I bring out the brushes. I have a variety of brushes, depending on the look I want. There’s a big, soft brush for sweeping color all over the lid, a more rounded brush for blending in the crease, angled brushes for more precision, and my favorite–a flat liner brush that I can use to create the definition I want right at the lash line.
You’ll rarely find me with a kit of colors, I’ve found that I rarely use more than one-two colors. I also tend to blend colors and textures in a different way. What can I say? I’m not your traditional girl. My current favorite is a soft silvery-purple cream by BeneFit. I use my fingertip to blend a little into my lid, highlight my browbone with a either a cream or pale purple and add a liner. Liner colors vary based on my mood–I range from soft brown pencil, to varying shades of purple or dark brown, to my current favorite–teal. Top it all off with a swipe of mascara and I feel like I can take on the world!
Most days, there’s nothing elaborate about my routine. I swipe on some liner, add mascara and walk out the door. Even without putting on anything else, I feel more finished and ready to face the day. With my limited time, I can’t aways afford the time to put a lot of effort into my looks. By sticking to my best feature, I can look great in 5 minutes or less.