B-L-I-S-S

How do you spell bliss?

Saturday morning. The girls are with their grandmothers...
A room painted in calming colours. Relaxing music whispering from a hidden radio. The scent of massage oils. Hot water bottle resting on my tummy. Blankets piled on top of me. Beautician's chair. An hour long facial (great once the eyebrow-plucking part is over). An amazing head massage while I doze. Shoulder massage. Hand massage. Foot massage. Warmed cranberry juice afterwards.

Home to a quiet house and a loving husband who has lunch ready on my return. A cosy bed and an electric blanket. The wind lashes and the rain pours. Safe in my little cocoon with a book and a mug of hot chocolate.

That's how you spell B-L-I-S-S (in winter).