Are you in need of weekend relaxation at home? A touch of the spa?
I know I am, but spa, chez moi. And sadly, there is no masseuse on staff. (No staff at all!) So I’m pondering a Do-It-Yourself approach with whatever options I may have available.
For example, there is Plan A, the luxurious bubble bath. And you know I have just the tub to accommodate it, large enough for a good long soak.
Of course, I would have to clean it first. That might be an impediment to the plan, rendering it a No Go.
Oh…
Then again, I do have a Rubber Ducky somewhere… un canard français, même… Wouldn’t that make it fun and playful, worthy of the time and trouble to clean?
There’s always Plan B, of course.
How about a Bloody Mary, a Dirty Martini, a nice glass of red with a bite of cheese? And, at long last – the voluptuous, seductive, enticing September issue of Vogue that awaits me in a stack of magazines I’ve yet to devour.
Plan C might return to more traditional Day Spa fare, with cucumber slices over the eyes, though I generally prefer my salad in a nice bowl with vinaigrette, merci.
Mud treatment?
Jeez. Seems to me I would have to clean it up after, no? So that’s a No.
Perhaps just a day in bed with my favorite books and old movies?
Then again the invigorating impacts of a walk, or better yet, a Silly Walk (la marche futile?), courtesy of the Ministry of Silly Walks – that might do the trick. (Ah… now I know why certain “parties” are seeking less government!)
Of course, there’s always my old “Stand by.” Shoe (window) shopping! A pair of red high heels to get the blood flowing and put the pep back in my step!
Your weekend delights?
- Your at home spa activities?
- Your vibrant pick-me-ups when you’re feeling worn down?
A bubble bath sounds good and love the red heels
enjoy whatever you decide to do. 
I cracked up when I read the part about the soak in the tub…we have jacuzzi type settings in our tub and I have all the necessary fragrant salts and oils but…I’d have to clean the tub first and so that’s my deal breaker!
I don’t know how to relax or pamper myself most of the time and I’ve wasted precious time because I can’t allow myself to enjoy.
But, occasionally I’m successful. These are my mini indulgences:
- a monthly massage in the middle of a work day
- a mocha or cappuccino from my favorite cafe and a trip to the library (next to each other)
- 2-3 hours to shop alone
- at home spa activities: sigh, does a long shower count? Followed by buttery and sensuous lotion of course
But seriously, I need to deal with the guilt first…
I hope you have a good weekend!
Ah, that dreadful guilt… Why can’t we be more French on this score?
Plan B sounds great – especially since it does not involve cleaning.
A glass of vino or a cup of espresso with foamed milk and a good magazine – sounds pretty sweet.
I agree about the guilt problem. I always hear a voice saying that I should be doing something useful. I’m learning how to relax from my husband who has much less baggage – that whole “you deserve it” thing that makes me uneasy.
Have some relaxing time this weekend because you deserve it!
That “useful” thing gets to be a real problem, doesn’t it? Working on Plan B right now, Deb. Cabernet. And hoping to open an Elle Decor followed by Vogue.
Hope you’re enjoying your Saturday! (Guilt free.)
Un canard, Ms. Wolf? *raised eyebrow with a sly questioning look* I believe I previously asked you about une canarde. Est-ce qu’elle existe? Equal rights and all that.
In admiring the red shoes above, I couldn’t help thinking of the times I have seen the Python in drag. That gives me a sobering shiver.
I’ll be following you through the alphabet. I’ve heard that plan Z is a knock-out.
I’d definitely go for plan C, well the last part of it (where we dodge lying with salad on the face) luxuriating in bed with a good book and a classic hilarious Monty Pythons on screen. I always was a big fan of the “silly walk” which is not “la marche futile” but rather “la marche stupide” or even “la marche ridicule”
Ah, Monsieur Roland… It is Python who calls the Anglo-Franco walk (half Englishman half Frenchman) ‘la marche futile’ – at the end of the sketch… Je suis d’accord. Much to commend Plan C.
The problem with home spa treatments is the before and after clean-up which takes all the decadence and a bit of the relaxation out of it. But since I’m too broke to go to the real spa right now, a home one sounds pretty good.
I live an hour from shoe shopping so when I go there’s no window about it; I’m bringing home a pair of shoes, baby.
I go for putting up the feet and reading a delicious magazine. That’s what I did yesterday – 20 minutes in the hammock with a food memoir on the (probably) last day of Summer.
Hammock time and magazine. Sounds fabulous, lunaboogie.
A quiet house with a good book and a hot cup of coffee is always something I look forward to any day of the week…