SO I promised you more details about the coffee exfoliation.. i know you have been on the edge of your seats in anticipation. Sorry to keep you waiting. Last night I was telling the story to my dad on skype and I could not stop laughing.
So while enjoying the wonderful blessings of power, hot water , the great hotel and fellowship with our friends.. I with my weakness for massages and spas and all such things like that that are reall only affordable in Asia saw a menu for the spa and my eyes lit up when I saw that they had a coffee exfoliating rub! that’s it.. that’s the one for me. Maybe my critical thinking skills were simply dulled by the fact that the hotel did not have the best coffee in the world and I was missing my good old coffee or something– but I found myself paying my money and going into a room where the lady told me to get on top of the saran wrap (in nepalee of course) Note to self: When someone tells you to lay on saran wrap– maybe you should change your mind about the whole thing. But I got sucked in. The soft music was playing, there was the slight smell of coffee beans in the air, and I was in . Did I mention how much I love coffee. Before I knew it the lady had mixed up a concoction of coffee grinds/beans and hot water and was lathering me up.. scrubbing me up more like it. Who knew that you could scrub that hard, and that much skin come off without catching on fire! It’s supposed to make your skin soft.. and it did– but hello no one touches my skin. so anyways.. she’s scrubbed and scrubbed off all the skin on my back and legs and well other places and tells me in nepalee she’ll be back in 15 minutes.. to just sit there. As if me and my covered in coffee grounds and hot water could go anywhere else. SO i’m sitting there covered in saran wrap and coffee in what has now become a cold room and I could not stop laughing. I just paid money to BREW MYSELF. I laughed and laughed and laughed until I think all the caffeine from the coffee beans must have soaked into my blood vessels.
The lady came over, told me to turn over, and second verse same as the first. Then she left for 15 minutes again to leave me perculating! And I was believe me.. again sitting in this dimly lit room laughing my head off. The classical music was lost on me.
Then she brings me a towel and tells me to go sit in the sauna steam room and let it soak in good. I decided that was enough sitting in my own brew and asked politely to take a shower instead. As I washed in the shower coffee beans from places I had no idea you can get coffee beans I realized my love of coffee had truly gone to a new height.
The good news is: I googled it online (looked up coffee body scrub ) and I found an article that said this :
Cindy Crawford legs here I come..
I wanted to think of a spiritual twist to end this post.. and here is what I have for you: MY SINS are SCRUBBED away I’ve been CAFFIENED! (or coffee beaned!)