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This photo says Happy Friday, and since my Monday was not exactly awesome (think red flashing lights on computer thingies, and tiny irritations buzzing around the office) I've decided to flash back to my Friday when I had the whole weekend before me.

My weekend was lovely and far too short (as weekends often are). I made two folders of recipes (full color, two sided that I had pulled from "Five Easy Meals" in Real Simple). I watched my new favorite television addiction, Downton Abbey. I went skiing with two pros who were kind enough to wait on me as I skied in a non-pro fashion all over the mountain (we even did a black diamond run!).

This evening invites a bath and some couch time. I'll walk the dog a little farther in the pattering rain, and think ahead to next weekend. I hope it feels longer, but it prolly* won't.

*yes, I mis-spelled probably on purpose. don't worry.

photo courtesy DesignLoveFest

soak it up

It's not every day you get to ease your aching bones by dipping all of your parts into a steaming tub of hot water. I seem to remember taking a bath every night before bed for a while, but that was years ago and it rarely crosses my mind these days. When it does, I light three candles (the ones sitting on a ledge close to the bathroom), turn out the lights, sprinkle in a little aromatic oil (three drops do nicely) and disappear for a while.

It doesn't take much to unwind, de-stress, let go and lay back. Plus, it's quite lovely, and warm. And I like being warm.

There's something to be said for being on the short side of tall (I'd rather not say short, thank you very much): I can fit in a bathtub quite comfortably. For those of you who tried a bath once and didn't really like it, well that makes me sad. Granted, it's understandably less enjoyable when you have to learn acrobatics just to fit, and your knees are bent up and poking you in the chin.

As for me, I may just plan a little evening around bath time.

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