We all get wrapped up in the frenzy rush–endless lists, cleaning, shopping, planning holiday meals, and we have our own daily work load on top of everything. I’ve already started to panic, because I just realized that I haven’t bought my Christmas cards for this year. I like to send them out right after Thanksgiving, so I’d better add that to my list. Yet, I keep thinking I have plenty of time. Humph! Not the way this year is zipping by me.
Well, it’s time to step back–breathe deeply and take an hour, or half-hour to pamper ourselves.
So, put on your festive pajamas, whip up a batch of hot chocolate (I like to add some Peppermint Schnapps) and let’s give ourselves a facial.
This mask is loaded with vitamin A, which is healing to the skin. Helps reduce lines and wrinkles. Plus, it smells divine.
Pumpkin Face Mask
2 teaspoons canned plain pumpkin
½ teaspoon honey
¼ teaspoon heavy whipping cream
Mix all ingredients and apply to face. Leave on for 10 minutes and then rinse
As an extra treat, my publisher has put Dragon Knight’s Axe on sale for only .99! Grab your copy now! Here’s a peek into the spa day that Fiona, Brigid, and Aileen had in Dragon Knight’s Axe. Enjoy!
Pushing away from the wall, she brushed the curls from her face. She didn’t want to think about Alastair, or the fact that she might be pregnant. “What is it you wanted to ask me earlier, Brigid?”
Looping her arm through hers, Brigid drew her close. “I wanted to ask if you would like to join us for a mini spa day.”
“Excuse me? Where?”
Aileen took her other arm, and they propelled her further down the corridor. “We have this special place where it’s secluded. There is a tiny stream, which always stays warm. I’m thinking Stephen has something to do with it, since water is his power. We try to make it down there at least once a week. Today, we wanted to include you.”
“We’re also dying to trim our hair and if our husbands caught us they would throw fits,” interjected Brigid.
Aileen rolled her eyes. “You would think we were chopping it all off according to Stephen. But he’ll never notice an inch.”
Fiona almost fainted with excitement. “I would love for someone to cut my curls.”
“Short and sassy suits you,” stated Brigid.
“Lead the way, ladies.”