Tuesday, March 09, 2010


Bee has been down with a stomach flu for quite a few days now.

He's had to stay in bed, be a good boy, and stay on a light diet.

Which means that we haven't been going anywhere.

As a loving wife, of course I want him to get as much rest as he can so he can have a full and speedy recovery; but at the same time, the control freak in me is secretly panicking as well because we have been back for nearly a week now and we haven't gotten anything done yet.

Though this is "supposedly" a holiday for us to unwind and visit our families, it is actually more of a trip to get a lot of important things done.

Things that we couldn't "remote control" from Melbourne, and things that we have to be physically present in Malaysia to do.

Our list of things-to-do is SO long that it isn't even funny.

But neither of us have been feeling very well since we got back, him with his stomach problems and me with my fatigue from jetlagging, so we have only been staying in all these while instead of running around getting those things done.

Knowing me, you can probably guess how that is making me A LITTLE nervous.

And needless to say, whenever I'm nervous, I get A LITTLE cranky as well. :|

So today, I decided to take myself out for a facial and massage at Aster Spring.

Dimmed lights. Comfortably tugged under a light blanket. Soft tranquil music. Soothing scent of essential oils. Relaxing massages.

For a brief moment, the world slows down around you.

All the worries and stress melt away, and you only have to concentrate on being pampered and unwind.

Best part is, you walked out feeling that your skin, body and mind have been rejuvenated and revitalised.

So when Bee picked me up, I was a much happier wife with healthier skin.

A pampered woman is a happier woman, yes?

2 left a petal:

pinkylicious said...

Yes, I agree with you :). Makes me wanna go pamper myself too, but i'm seriously running low in cash this month =(. Sigh~

Olive Poppy said...

Emotionalistic: That's when the husbands/boyfriends come into the picture, you silly gal. If they don't wanna put up with shitty mood of a cranky biatch, there's a price to pay. *Winks winks*

Don't tell him that I said this though. Haha.

Btw, congrats on the engagement and the new house, hun! *Hugs*