well, this photo actually is my life.
K and i were finally washing and drying
the last few dishes from a work-related party
we hosted over the weekend.
and it was tuesday.
i just couldn’t muster the energy
to tackle it on monday.
the part that is not my
is that i got to visit
all by myself.
(that means: without any children).
it was so incredible that i got to go there at all.
and even more incredible that i was there
before i was completely worn out
(think next week).
i usually don’t stop until i get so run down
that i have a cold and am forced to stop.
you know how that goes, i’m sure.
i put L to bed and then left the big kids with B
and headed to the spa.
i got to take two showers within two hours,
where i was not:
interrupted even briefly.
interrupted even for a half of a second.
i had a treatment called
where i was put in a cocoon of loveliness.
i literally was.
the therapist gave me a massage
and wrapped me up in
eucalyptus leaves and hot towels.
and then i got to rest.
i didn’t do a thing.
other than breathe.
and get this:
i started and finished thoughts.
it was really refreshing.
and definitely not my
when i came home
with freshly blow-dried hair
(that i dried at 9pm at night
where i didn’t wake even one sleeping child up)
B said that i looked five years younger.
and you know what?
i felt it.
and i still do.
When King Herod heard this he was disturbed,
and all Jerusalem with him.
When he had called together all
the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law,
he asked them where the Messiah was to be born.
“In Bethlehem in Judea,” they replied,
“for this is what the prophet has written:
“‘But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah,
are by no means least among the rulers of Judah;
for out of you will come a ruler
who will shepherd my people Israel.
1701. going to the spa
1702. clearly seeing the answer
to a decision that needed to be made
1703. the cutest little gingerbread cookies
made by one of our favorite friends
1704. a peaceful day
1705. something really grand i’m posting about tomorrow