Hello friends! How was your weekend? I spent 60 delicious minutes getting a massage at the spa. It was soothing. And necessary. And I plan on doing a lot more primping and pampering over the summer. Nothing says “I love you, self!” like a trip to the spa. I spent the rest of the weekend spending time with family and friends. Then I plopped myself down and found myself immersed in The Forsyte Saga. It’s essentially about a feuding family that goes out of its way to harm eachother and instils in its children that the only way to really love someone is via adultery. It certainly didn’t lift my spirits, but it’s a period piece so naturally I couldn’t tear my eyes from it.
And now it’s Monday. It’s dreary in Ottawa. As much as the weather is dictating that I should want to stay in bed and get cozy, I’m feeling restless. I long for the sun and the outdoors. Maybe a long walk and then a nap here would do the trick. Yes I think that would satisfy.
IMAGE VIA: THE BOTTOM OF THE IRONING BASKET