Friday night ritual: lots and lots of water. And candles. And an icy cold Manhattan if I can cajole IZ to make one for me while I’m soaking.
This has become my Friday night ritual. The water is just beginning to fill the tub in this photo, but trust me, I push the water line as far as I can. It’s this little indulgence that keeps me sane.
And NO, there’s not a picture of me in the tub on principle.That and because I’m super scared of dropping my camera in a tub full of sudsy water. In real life, IZ says I’m a total exhibitionist.
Really? What was your first clue? My ten year old personal blog?
Still, no nudie photos for y’all.
Such rituals are definitely worthwhile. I’m glad you are finding a way to have them. A small breath of sanity. Just wish we had the space for a two person tub. 😉
Right? I love the bathroom, but it’s just not modern sized, is it? Someday, I think one of those really cool showers with all the gadgets would be amazing.
Leonard and I used to go out for breakfast every Sunday but that went away when a chunk of our income did. Now I guess the closest thing we have to a ritual is candles at dinner when it’s just the two of us.
Several of our “rituals” have been cut back (or vanished) for the same reason. But I love the idea of candles. So romantic!
Mmmm…. bath…. Love them with a few drops of essential oil in the hottest, fullest tub available. Also, glass of wine.
All other rituals I have probably fall under “neurosis”… 🙂
Yeah, I suspect a lot of my rituals also fall under that heading. 😀
What a lovely ritual!! Is that like a fancy routine? I’m pondering what I have…maybe a blog post later about that. 😉
YES! I can’t wait to read it!