Brrr, Ice Cube Facial.

Brrr!

 

 

Recently, while reading up on every article ever written at LaurenConrad.com I found this one about ice cube facials. Oh, why was I reading LC's website? Because I love her and you are lying to yourself if you say you don't love her too.

 

 

As someone who has recently been trying to get uber-hot and healthy, I'm interested to give natural remedies like this a try whenever possible. The first couple tries I used regular, ol' (filtered) tap water. Though shiver-inducing at first, I LOVED the way my skin felt afterward! I massage my face with the ice cube in a circular motion from forehead to chin, toweled my face off (though I know should be putting the cube in a baggie while I use it), and then massaged again from chin to forehead. The whole process took about a minute and a half and it was so worth it.

 

 

I've decided to incorporate these ice cube facials into my daily skin care routine (after washing, before toner), though I am trying my hand at fancying them up. I made this week's batch of cubes with rose water (and a big note to Rhyno that says, "Do NOT use!"). I loved the scent of the rose water.

 

Over the next few weeks I plan to play with the recipe a bit to find what works best for my sensitive, combination skin. An infusion of chamomile tea? Drops of lavender oil? I'm game to try it all!

 

Have you tried ice cube facials? What's your favorite recipe?

About the Silence.

Sorry things have been a bit silent over here--nothing huge is happening just a big, ol' broken laptop.

 

Here's a fun story: baby-puppy-wrinkly Violet has been being trained to be left alone for short periods of time. Rhyno was in Milwaukee for work and I needed to, you know, brush my teeth and stuff. So I left her in the front room while I was upstairs in our bathroom. One big  CRASH! noise and nearly breaking my neck trying to fly down the stairs and there it was. My laptop that I use for blogging and Pinning and working was on the floor. Cracked screen and all. R.I.P. sweet friend. I hardly knew yee...for real. I only had it for a year.

 

Sigh, have a great weekend!

Another Photo of a Quote.

Just another graphic of a nice quote. This week has had it's share of annoyances but, after reflection, I'm ready to keep trucking along.

 

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Next week my blog will return to actual content.



To My Pickles.

Today I'm wishing the happiest of happy birthdays to my cousin who has always been more like a baby sister, Erica...or Rica...or Pickles...or Rica Pickles.

 

Ripped from her Facebook profile. I'm cool like that.

 

Growing up, Pickles spent Saturday nights at our house. I can't believe my little baby is 21 today, it makes me feel ancient and all teary-eyed. She has grown from adorable little kid to beautiful young woman. She kicked cancer's ass before the age of 10 and she is legit one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen. She is sassy and sweet and has a biting but not too biting sense of comedy that I like to think is modeled after my own (it isn't). It's like overnight she went from a teeny tot with a lollipop body (she had a big noggin) to awesome friend that I can send and received Pins from all day long. I love her so much and am proud to have her in my life.

 

Happy 21st birthday, Pickles!



A Tuesday Thought.

It has been a busy bee of a day so I don't have much to say.

(Dang, I love a good and accidental rhyme.)

So I'll just leave you with this sweet thought. I've been thinking a lot about happiness lately (aren't I always?) and I'm planning for a longer post later. All in due time.

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Happy Tuesday!

Hello Violet.

Oh, hello, Violet!

This past Thursday, after a lot of long discussions, we adopted a boxer/beagle pup from a local rescue organization. We named her Violet and she's really sweet and super snuggly and has played with every single toy we've given her. She loves to run and chase frisbees and has been rad with potty training. We are in love.

Even though my heart is still broken for my Tasha and I miss her every single second, I have fallen head over heels for Miss Violet and I'm so happy to have her. At first I felt very guilty bringing a new pup into our home after losing my girl but it has been very healing. My heart still catches when I think about T-Dolla and I can't really talk about her out loud without cryin' like a baby, but my spirits are so lifted having Violet's puppy breath in my face. 

Ahhh, puppy love!

Happy Birthday, Rhyno!

Happy 31st birthday to my favorite very old man! ;)

Thank you so much for all you do for our tiny family, you very handsome man. Thank you for your goofy jokes, crazy voices, and silly stories. Thank you for listening when I tell you really drawn-out stories with way too many details and only tuning me out like 30% of the time. Thank you for over seven years of smiles and laughter. Thank you for thinking I'm beautiful even when I don't or when I've gained weight or when I'm having a bad hair day. Thank you for supporting every dream I've ever had and for standing behind my career choices. Thank you for being the best pet-dad ever. Thank you for being a really good uncle to our nieces and nephews, it melts my heart to see how much they all love you (even when Olive thinks I am married to Erik and we have to re-explain to her that YOU are my husband and she always looks slightly disappointed). Thank you for fitting seamlessly into my life and for loving my family/friends. Thank you for coming home from happy hour drunk sometimes because it's really funny. Thank you for every single Life with Rhyno snippet you've ever said to me. Thank you for allowing me to post those snippets because they are really hilarious.

You are pretty much the best. 

Happy birthday, my love!