A couple months ago, when Tierra and I went to Nashville, the whole point was to see Joss Stone. But one thing I was not-so-secretly looking forward to was a nice relaxing bath in the hotel tub. I made us drive to the closest whole foods just so I could buy a bath bomb for my evening bath, and that night after the concert, we skipped the nonstop party on Broadway in favor of hanging in the hotel.

Imagine my disappointment when I realized the tub did not have a stopper! I hadn't even noticed when we first checked in, so I packed my bath bombs in my bag and kept it tucked in the bathroom drawer for a future date.

Taking a bath in a hotel tub is better than taking one at home, and I can't really explain why. Partially because the hotel tubs are usually a bit roomier, and partially because a hotel tub gets cleaned by housekeeping and not me! 

By the time my birthday rolled around, I knew Meredith and I were headed to Brasstown Valley Resort, so again, I packed my bath treats. This time, I was too tired to bother with a bath after we checked in. The next day, however, was my spa day, and I finally got my bath.

Isn't it funny how the older we get, the simpler the pleasures?

Anywho, here are some more snaps from 7.8.22. 

I got pretty much everything done: full body scrub, full body mud mask, hot stone massage, facial, mani, pedi, and champagne service.

Then I came home to more gifts and goodies from my family and friends.

When it was time for dinner, J asked what I wanted, and of all the options in and around Atlanta, of course I chose tacos.

Always tacos.

Washed it down with a mini blueberry cheesecake and a glass of rosé.

I'm so incredibly grateful for this day of pampering and relaxation. It was much needed. I've got to find ways to pamper myself more often throughout the year, not just on my birthday.