the view from Sunday: self-care and small indulgences

Woke up to the usual chorus of meows and meeps… feed me, feed me. Never any rest with the kitty cats.

Don’t be misled by the sad look… he is a total opportunist.

Fed the kitties (cat 2 is too skittish for snapshots), then fed the self. I’ve been making more of an effort on my presentation, even if no one else is joining me. Gives me a bit of a perk me up.

I only take a few supplements, but I started taking turmeric a little over a month ago (this is my second bottle) and I’ve really noticed a difference in my TMJ. The number of morning headaches is definitely down. Also, started taking biotin again. I take it on and off, but my hair was in need of a boost.

A little tea for the lady business… turns out the tiredness was mostly PMS. I take these teas every month and find I don’t need to take as much advil to relieve the aches.

Then there was second breakfast, because first breakfast just wasn’t cutting it. Happens.

In honor of self-care Sunday, the boy treated me to a foot massage! I told my friends about this place and they thought I was mad but it is AMAZING! They do an all over massage with a focus on reflexology. I feel totally melty.

Brace yourselves! Horror movie stuff right here! I bought a couple of paper masks a few weeks ago and decided to top off my post-massage vibe with a little pampering at home. Plus, turbie twist FTW!

Time for a demitasse and catching up on the blogs. TTFN!

the view from Sunday: this is how my garden grows

Spring has sprung! And, with it, my greenery! The rains during the last summer and fall seasons nearly drowned my succulents and killed off a good number of them. Only the tiniest of buds remained and my expectations were pretty low for their return. I bought some new pots, changed their location, and took my jade plant in (it’s still in recovery), but it wasn’t until a little over a month ago that they started coming back to life… and, boy, have they ever. I’m hopeful that the changes I made will help them survive the summer rains. *fingers crossed*

I’ve harvested my basil twice since January, and look forward to more pesto in future. That amaryllis finally returned as well; it had a single leaf for over a year. Jade rescues in the center; plus little jadelets, should the parent plants die.

My mother’s offerings… I told her I have no more space for indoor plants, but she keeps bringing them. Money tree and another breed of succulent.

Periwinkle and Vinca, because I’m a proper Cuban girl and know how to make magic with plants.

My prize. She’s a survivor. My mom received the original hen back in the ‘70s.

The Christmas cactus… pushing through for next Christmas. Also inherited from my mother’s garden.

And the butterfly ginger, which is loving its new home under the drain. Needs lots of water, shade, and a happy breeze to keep the leaves from toasting in the heat. The flowers smell like jasmine.

Happy Sunday!

the view from Sunday: lazying around and tarting it up

In an effort to update more frequently, I’m reviving last year’s failed post series (failed because I never posted): the view from Sunday (or, what do I do with myself when I have the day off).

Today saw the start of my Whole30 adventure, which meant I wanted to murder someone by 3 o’clock (no chocolate allowed), but I digress…

Caramel loaf promptly claimed his spot near the window as soon as the bed was made.

I made some of my fancy French tea, flavored with fruits from Versailles (ooh la la!) and tried to keep myself from reaching for anything sweet (harder than I thought and it’s only day 1!)

Did some mad cleaning (powered by tea) and set the diffuser to work… kill the stink! (I got this one on Amazon for about $25 I believe)

Then, cue the sexy time sounds, I ordered my May VIP box from Adore Me. These are my three most recent sets (the quality is on par with anything I’ve purchased at VS and better priced). Not weird at all… In January, I decided that I was over my plain underpanty business. I don’t need to wait for a special day; I can make any day special.

The rest of the day culminated in writing, food, cleaning, food, more cleaning, and a walk. I promise these posts will be more thought-out in future (though, perhaps, less risque).

the view from Sunday… the first

I’m trying to be more creative and self-reflective this year, so here’s the first of many Sunday photo journals to come…

sunday photos

I’m flying to Austin for a conference on Tuesday; I’m trying to travel as light as possible. I’ll have to hang my clothes as soon as I arrive, but I’ll take a weekender style bag over luggage any day. Kind of worried about the weather though, since winter has been so unpredictable and I’m not sure how cold/dry Austin will be (I come from the land of warmth and humidity). I’m hoping the stuff I packed is enough to get by.

Meanwhile, my dresser has decided to rebel. I’m not sure when my makeup started multiplying, but I’m going to have to rein it in before I leave. I hate coming home to a messy apartment. Wrote up a list of last-minute items to remember… chargers, glasses, night-guard. Little things that make all the difference when you’re so many miles from home.

Then there’s this flower. I bought a bunch about two weeks ago and this little pink wonder is still going strong. I don’t want to toss it… really hope it’s still here when I get back and not a mess of pink petals.