The holidays are officially in full swing. I’ve ordered Christmas cards, started crafting our Thanksgiving table scape, and have gotten this close to pulling out the pre-lit tree at least five times.
(The only thing stopping me? There won’t be room for the all-important “kids table” at Thanksgiving if I bust out old faithful early.)
While the holidays are fun, festive and fabulous…they can also be busy, stressful and overwhelming. Every year, I like to indulge in a few things that keep me healthy, de-stressed, and calm. (I also “gift” myself an annual woman’s exam…but that’s an entirely different blog post.)
Here are the three non-OBGYN “treats” I have planned for myself this December.
I’ve been seeing this whole food powder all over the internet, and am super intrigued. It’s basically a packet you add to your water, smoothie or even oatmeal. Each pouch contains 34 calories and is jam-packed with tons of organic fruits and veggies. Think of it as convenient, instant, mess-free green juice.
I have to say — I really like the idea of receiving a small bundle of powder packets in the mail as opposed to a giant box that doubles as a cooler and contains twenty pounds of glass juice bottles.
(Translation? It’s discreet enough where Scott won’t notice it, throw a hissy fit, and end up spending 2 hours figuring out how to recycle all of the packaging.)
I just signed up for the free 14-day trial on their site. Here goes nothing!
2. Aerial Yoga
I literally woke up one morning last week thinking, “I really want to try aerial yoga!”
Mostly because I yearn to wear a leotard and post lots of graceful looking photos on Instagram…but…er…also for the health benefits?
I’ve since convinced my sister to take a class with me while I’m in Seattle next month. I realize careening from a silk cocoon could end in disaster…but something about having next of kin there with me feels reassuring.
3. Ice Bar
I’ve always wanted to stay in one of those fancy, fur-lined, over-the-top ice hotels in Eastern Europe. Being that I’m not traveling to Romania anytime soon, I figured the Ice Bar at the Le Meridien Chambers hotel in Minneapolis would be a better choice as A, there’s booze, and B, I don’t have to sleep on a frozen mattress.
I’ve been so excited to coerce poor Scott into dropping $18 on a mediocre cocktail so I might miserably sip on it while attempting to look chic in the freezing cold. What could be more fun?
Tragically, I just learned that the 8-year-old tradition of Le Meridien’s ice bar will not be continued this year. But it gets worse. So much worse. The state’s only other ice bar, located on the shores of Lake Superior (you bet your britches I would have made that four-hour drive!) is also closing this winter.
Sure, I’ll be traveling to Nebraska and Washington next month…but I’m almost certain both destinations are, well, lacking in the frozen tavern department.
Bah freaking humbug.
(Scott suggested I whip up a bloody mary and drink it in the backyard as it would be exactly the same thing. Men just don’t understand!)
What are you treating yourself to this holiday season? Any tips on how I might get my ice bar groove on without hitching a flight to Bucharest?