Country Inn Spa Day

A Country Inn Day is a day to escape from regular routines. It’s a day to focus on favorite things, to do those pleasant activities you never have time to do. It’s a day to rest if you’re tired, a day for adventure if you’re bored. It’s a day to use all those pretty things you save for special days. Well, a Country Inn Day is always a special day and it could be a good day for some pampering.

On this Country Inn Spa Day I chose to pamper myself. I hope you pamper yourself sometimes too. A little tender care never hurts. I decided to sleep in, even if it was just an extra hour of sleep, and I decided to have breakfast in bed. Doesn’t that sound decadent? Years ago I purchased a very pretty breakfast tray but I haven’t been using it nearly enough. It never seemed to be the right time. Well, I now decided any Country Inn Day is the right time for breakfast in bed, especially a Country Inn Spa Day.

Yummy French Toast

I like all things French so naturally this Breakfast in bed needed French toast. I dusted off my Laura Ashley English china (I like a lot of English things too) and got all comfy with coffee, magazines, and my breakfast. I had heard the American author Edith Wharton spent every morning in bed till noon. She’d handwrite pages of her books, drop the pages on the floor for her servants to collect and type, but I wonder if she had a nice breakfast tray and french toast to enjoy while she was writing. I hope so.

After a leisurely breakfast I decided a nice fragrant bath with Chanel No. 5 bath bubbles would be just the thing. Of course I enjoy baths all the time, they’re not an unusual treat, but they’re a Country Inn Day treat just the same, and perfect for a Spa day.

CarolAnn’s bathroom

I feel very fortunate to live in a historic house, my Jeremiah Brown house built in 1853. I’m sure Jeremiah didn’t have a bathroom quite like mine, but with a lot of effort I created a bathroom fit for any Country Inn. I put Laura Ashley wallpaper on the wall, (I told you I like English things as well as French things), found an antique chandelier, bought a snazzy big tub and now any bathtime is a special time, but on a Country Inn Day when there’s no rush, only favorite things to look forward to, well, bathtime is even better.

the bath is filling up

I begin to fill the tub with Chanel No. 5 bath potion and the scent comes forth. I wish you could get a whiff. Hmmmmmmm. Some people like to have a yellow rubber duckie. Not me. I need a pink one.

Some people need therapists to cope with life. Not me. I just usually need a nice bubble bath.

It’s not just the bubbles though. I think I was born too late because I just love antiques all around me. I love crystal chandeliers and antique linen on the windows.

And I do like whimsy too. Only a three year old could fit into this ballet dress, but it sure looks cute in my bathroom. It puts a smile on my face.

It was such fun creating this bathroom. We used my mother-in-laws chest of drawers to create a sink cabinet. We found a little shell sink. I bought lots of laura Ashley china to hold soap, powder and jewelry and the pictures on the wall had hung in my parents bedroom for years. These old things make me happy. Even the little plaster house was made by one of my little boys in art class.

To take time for yourself, to sit at a dressing table and reflect as you put yourself together. This is a girlie thing. It needn’t take much time, but it’s a time to enjoy being a girl.

And I truly enjoy being a girl.

Years go by and our youth fades. Just as antique furniture needs a little extra loving care so too do human beings. My Country Inn Spa Days give me extra time to rejuvenate. Lots more is involved in a Spa Day. There is exercise, manicures, facials, special treaments and then lots of other favorite things. Doing things you love are one of the best rejuvenators. There’s no Fountain of Youth despite what Ponce de Leon was saying way back when, though I did buy a bottle of potion when I was in Florida some years back. But we do need to take care of ourselves and that sometimes means a little pampering.

Why do I tell you all this?

It’s because…