Scrubbed and Slathered in Yogurt
|One always admires the flower arrangements in Asia|
|My little spa hut|
It’s started to change in the last couple of years though, mainly because I’ve had times when I’ve desperately needed a massage. My muscles can get so tight they go into spasm, and when this happens it’s excruciatingly painful and capable of knocking me out for a couple of days. I had one of those spasms in the middle of my back just a couple of weeks ago - it’s not pleasant.
Today’s spa was rather interesting. This little control freak had no idea what Steve had booked. Well it turns out he booked the works. It started with a massage - boy a massage brings out the weariness in your lower back doesn’t it? - and before I knew it, I was covered in a fruit scrub, and then lathered in yogurt. Thank god they didn’t do the seaweed wrap - I don’t like that - too sweaty in the tropics! Next up was a facial, flower bath and finally a mani pedi.
|A bath of flowers|
But my skin is now soft and supple, the weariness gone from my muscles, my nails are red - naturally - and tomorrow I’m ready to be wowed by the creative and inspiring speakers scheduled for TEDx Ubud. Will let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, thank you Steve for being such a sweet husband. I’m a lucky girl.
Yours, without the bollocks