While the Pastor is in Israel no doubt enjoying a Dead Sea Mud Bath he paid thousands of dollars for (actually he took a group of students on a Holy Land trip), I am at home roughing it.
In keeping with my resolutions, tonight I opened my Thursday night spa. Due to popular demand, it opened a day early. Actually, it was because I was home alone tonight and won't be tomorrow night.
At no additional out of pocket cost to the Pastor, I enjoyed the following services:
-Full body scrub
-Deep conditioning hair masque
-grape-scented paraffin wax dip
And there was chocolate.
Now I feel very relaxed and pampered as I blog in my comfy spa socks Santa Mom gave me.
If there was ever a day to open the spa, today was it. After dealing with technological difficulties, Discover Card, missing checks and the Post Office, I needed some relaxation. Turns out credit cards and checks were missing because the Post Office decided to stockpile our mail instead of delivering it. Thanks! The good news is that Nate was glad to find out people actually cared and had not forgotten his December 20 birthday. Oh, and thanks to everyone for the Christmas cards you sent us a month ago.
Nate came home and said I smelled amazing. Said I smelled too good for a Mom.
Even though he can't smell me, I hope the Pastor appreciates my thriftiness. I bet he thinks cheap equals pretty.
Good about me today: I do smell nice!
I am thankful for: That guy who works hard and pays for my beauty indulgences.