#44 – Treat Myself at a Spa

I can count on one hand how many times I have been to a spa. It has never been a habit of mine or something I spend money on. The trip to the Grotto Spa is a gift, one I appreciate receiving and certainly welcome. But what to choose? There are so many choices; facial, body treatments, massage, nail care. What would give me most pleasure?


“Grotto Spa” picture courtesy of the Grotto Spa

I decided on a Body Wrap because all of me would benefit. The “Glacial Clay & Seaweed” sounded good, stating it will detoxify and restore. I could use that. It is also so West Coast, so why not.

Mineral Pool

“Mineral Pool” picture courtesy of the Grotto Spa

At the Grotto Spa, you are treated special, with your own locker, spa robes and sandals. The etiquette is to speak with a soft voice. That’s hard for me. Maybe it was a good thing I went alone. If you arrive 60 minutes before your treatment, you can indulge in the mineral pool. The rain shower station is the best. Having it rain over your head and shoulders reminded me of when I was a kid playing in the rain. You can also enjoy tapas “à volonté” and martinis. You need to reserve for that and there is an extra cost.

The treatment was relaxing but invigorating at the same time. Covered in mud, sorry that was clay, and the smells of lavender, sandalwood, rose hip and 5 more the Massage Provider mentioned, was heaven. Apparently there is seaweed in the mix but I did not smell anything close to salt water or the ocean. I did feel like a caterpillar tucked in its cocoon all warm and cozy in a secret garden.


“Lotions” picture courtesy of the Grotto Spa

While wrapped, I received a gentle hydrating facial. It evens the skin. That’s a nice way of saying it lessens wrinkles! After the wrap, I then received a full body massage with soothing lotions. The lotions smell good enough to eat.

In the end, I think I made a wise choice. Initially, I thought it would be just a body wrap but to receive the facial and then massage, it was a 3 in 1. I got more then my monies worth, in this case, the gift card.

All I can say is WOW and THANK YOU L&B for the pleasure.


#16 – Buy “Something” for someone I don’t know

I changed “Buy Coffee” to “Buy  Something” for someone I don’t know. All because of my encounter at the grocery store.

I was at the grocery store buying flowers for the house. Something I am doing every month. It’s on “The List”. While waiting at the check out, a young boy behind me was patiently waiting for his turn to cash through. He must have been about 10. He had his bike helmet on, the cutest dimpled cheeks and a warm smile.


I asked him, “are you buying an after school snack?” He replied, “no”. “Then it’s just a snack?” He shrugged his shoulders. The cashier informed me it was Pro-D day so no school, hence his response that it was not an after school snack. “Your Mom told you not to speak to strangers, right?” He nodded yes. I went on asking questions while at the same time talking to the cashier. “Are you buying your snack with your money?” I asked. He nodded again, feeling a bit awkward that he wasn’t using words. I looked at the cashier and she was smiling. I quietly told her I would pay for his purchase. There was something about his demeanor, politeness or was it what he was buying? So she scanned my flowers, his pop and chips. I see this as the equivalent of an adult order of coffee and muffin.

Meanwhile, the boy was counting his money, oblivious to the conversation the cashier and I were having. Turns out she knew him very well as he and her son are best of friends. She handed him his bag and before he could say how much, “no charge and pointed at me”. He was stunned at first and then his face came alive with the biggest grin and those dimples disappearing in his smile. “Thank you so much, you are very kind. I can’t wait to tell my friend”.

As I left the store, I realized it was what he was buying that triggered my reaction. When I was that age, 25¢ in my pocket bought me quite a lot. I would head up to “Garage Comeau et Savoie” and buy an orange crush for 10¢ then run down to “Au Royaume du Cadeaux”, better known as “Chez Junior”, and buy a chocolate bar for 10¢ and a bag of chips for 5¢. Crazy! what 25¢ bought in those days!

I was wondering how this item on my list was going to play out. I wasn’t looking for it, it just happened spontaneously. It felt gratifying to have done such a small act of kindness that brought joy to both of us.

#39 – Practise Putting

I’m not one to go to a practise range and practise golf strokes. Let alone arrive early before the tee time to practise putting. But the reality is, my short game is where I loose a lot of strokes. I decided to bite the bullet and take a lesson on putting as a start.

“You’re an intermediate putter”, the pro said to me after watching me putt a few times. “Your putter is too long and you are holding your club wrong”. Those were easy fixes. This is encouraging.

PuttingThe remaining fixes are where the fun begins. I have to focus on reducing my back swing and accelerate through the stroke. The practise part will be to judge how hard to accelerate depending on the distance of the putt. My stance, weight balance and eyes over the ball are fine. I have to try and not look at my ball as I hit. The worse part of my putting is my alignment. Where I should be aiming and where I am aiming are all wrong. I’m a very visual person so the pro showed me how off I was by lining up his and my club on the ground. It made a V. Go figure.

So now all that is left is to continue practising. Practise makes perfect! 18 holes should do it. Ha!

I have a golf story – The Sneaker Squeak. I was playing in a scramble tournament and one of the rules was to have one female per team. My brother-in-law was the only guy I knew in the group and it was comforting to have him on the team. By the 15th hole, it was getting hot and I was getting tired and giddy. The beer probably didn’t help. The team decided this was the hole to use my drive, another rule. I lined myself up and really wanted to hit the ball hard. I let one rip! ….

I am not talking about my drive however. I looked at my brother-in-law and he was laughing. I asked, “Do you think they heard it?” “Hell yeh” he said, “and so did the group on the 12th hole!” To make me feel comfortable and hide the fact, my brother-in-law said, “Oh Charline, you had a Sneaker Squeak!” To this day, every time I tee up for a drive and thinking of hitting hard, I think of the Sneaker Squeak and re-focus on executing an easy swing.

4th green