Bath & Body Works run with my sister <3

Here is a story of how a quick store run turned into a mini shopping spree.

Like the shopping addicts that we are, my sister and I decided to make a last minute trip to Bath & Body Works to use a coupon that was about to expire to buy items that we didn’t need.

The coupon that we originally had in mind was for 20% off your entire purchase. It was intended for  a candle that I have been obsessed with and wanted my sister to try it out.

The most delicious candle that I have ever smelled. Almond is her name.img_1923

We made it just in time to grab  the last candle.

I thought our mission was complete but little did I know, I was sadly mistaken. 

Somehow we became separated during our walk to the register. For those of you that have ever been inside a Bath & Body Works know that the stores are not that large. So how this happened, I do not know. Where the heck did she disappear to? I continued walking towards the register thinking maybe she got there before me. Nope. There was no sign of her. I circled back around the store and finally saw her. Oh no, I thought. She was chatting it up with a sales associate who appeared to be handing her a shopping bag. I raced over there and tried to break up the interaction. I failed.

It’s buy 3 get 3 free she said to me. I begged and pleaded with her. We got the candle that we came for, there’s no need for anything else. If I pick up 3 body creams, you can get 3 free, she said to me. Fine. I was sold.


We scattered around the store in search of our 3 perfect body creams. When we found them we decided that was it and joined the line.

While waiting on line, a customer who had just completed her purchase showed me a coupon for $5 on any body cream that she wasn’t able to use. She said it expired today. I allowed her to place it in my hand.

Damn It, I thought. At first I tried to resist, but my addiction would not allow me. I dropped my bag and ran back to the body cream section and started quickly browsing for another body cream which smelled delicious. I decided on Lavender Honey and made my way back to the the line.

While I was completing my scavenger hunt, my sister discovered the $10 off sale on 3 wick candles and helped herself to two more.

img_1925Both candles smelled great.

She also grabbed a few wall flower refills. All I could do was laugh. We did the exact same thing that we swore we wouldn’t do.  Maybe next time we will do better.

But in all seriousness, that Almond candle is truly something special. If you haven’t tried it out yet please at least give it a sniff on your next visit before its gone! I promise you wont regret it. 🙂




Winter Blues

Yes, I am that annoying person that starts the Christmas carols in mid September.  It is a high level of self discipline that keeps me from putting up my tree and decorations before Thanksgiving weekend. Truthfully I’d keep my decorations up year round if it didn’t annoy my friends and family so much.

Christmas has truly always been the most wonderful time of the year for me. I think one of the reasons that I love the winter so much is because of the memories that I associate with it. The cozy blankets, delicious smell of hot chocolate, the tangy taste of sorrel, and of course the delightful  sound of festive music playing in the background.

My earliest memories of winter in New York are of times spent with my mother. Luckily for me she is a teacher and always had her winter breaks around the same time that I did. That meant plenty of time bonding, shopping, and  walking around 34th  St.  We visited Macy’s a lot during the holiday time. I always loved to ride those old wooden escalators and later on visiting the McDonald’s on the third floor( I think). That was always a treat.


Then there are the memories of family gatherings, Broadway shows, epic snow days and snow ball fights. I actually remember my dad allowing me by the fire escape for once, to collect snow and make snowballs and store them in the freezer for a snow fight that was later to come. No I cam not making this stuff up.

After Christmas, the cheerfulness of the holidays would carry on into New Years. I have never watched the ball drop in person, but it was just as exciting staying up late and watching it on television. It was always done in the warm comfort of my home which was just fine. With our googly new year glasses on and confetti in place, we began the countdown.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one …….. Happy New Year!

The residual happiness lasts about what? Maybe a day or two? Then all thats left is the pretty Christmas lights that usually stay up for a week or two. If you’re lucky three. After that its always just been a big pause until Spring rolls around. At least for me.

Now as an adult, winter time isn’t quite the same. I realize someone has to go out and shovel the snow. That someone is me. Also, I can’t just call out of work because Id rather spend the day playing in the snow. I mean, I can, but I am sure that is frowned upon. And don’t get me started on the trauma of discovering that Santa isn’t real.

The emptiness that I feel after the holidays are over is something new. Or maybe I am just now acknowledging it. Maybe it is because I don’t have as much distractions as I did when I was younger. Or maybe this is just my quarter life crisis.

I now spend most of latter winter months in seclusion. Some people might call it seasonal depression, but what ever this feeling is allows me to think and reflect on life. I often go for walks through trails or by  lakes and rivers to get a clear head. There is a calmness that comes to me while in the presence of large bodies of water. I close my eyes, take a deep breath in of that crisp winter air and immediately forget all of my troubles.

Beautifully frozen lake.
Cloudy sky

Without the presence of snow, there is not really much to see.

The barren trees, cloudy skies, and early sunsets leave me without much distractions. There’s an emptiness that washes over me.

There are no bees buzzing. No birds singing. No insects doing whatever it is that they do.

It is nothing but serene silence.

It’s at this time when those thoughts that I push so far back in my mind start to creep forward. I ask myself, what is my purpose? Why am I here? Is this the life that I truly want to live? Will I regret the experiences and opportunities that I let slip by. Will I ever be able to make a difference in the world? And the question that haunts me the most…… Will I ever reach my fullest potential?

I think it is important to process these questions and feelings because it gives a chance for growth and improvement. How can you grow as a person without ever taking the time to reflect on yourself and past actions? Within  a few months when Winter is gone and those long bright days with late evening sunsets return, my party face will be back on and it will be another few months before these thought-provoking questions return.

At the end of the day, I do not have all of the answers, if even any. No one does. What I do know is life is short, so I will continue my best to embrace all of these wonderful moments and lessons that life has to offer.



My Love/Hate Relationship with Dunkin’ Donuts.

My love for Dunkin hasn’t been the same ever since they removed my beloved sandwich from the menu over a year ago.
I was devastated by the news. I had grown tiresome of all of the egg sandwiches and had no desire to eat them. There was just something off about the taste and texture of the eggs. I feel the same way about McDonald’s but at least they have the substitution of “round egg”.  Anywhoo…. back to Dunkin. Although I was over their egg sandwiches, I still visited a few times a week for a coffee. I have heard so many people over the years bash the taste of Dunkin’s coffee, but like I’ve always said, you’ve got to know how to order it. I would always go for a Hazelnut with cream only. Hot or iced depending on my mood and time of the day.  I have since switched to Toasted Almond.

So on one particular day it was very crowded and I had to stand in line (There was no drive thru at this location). While waiting on line, I started reading through the menu as an attempt to kill some time. I noticed a sandwich that I had never seen before. Turkey Cheddar Bacon Ciabatta. I thought hmmmm interesting. I like all four ingredients. When it became my turn to order, I decided to try it out. I was asked if I’d like it with Chipotle sauce and I said sure.  I paid for my sandwich and frolicked to my car. Once in my car, I proceeded to unwrap and then dig into my sandwich. OMG, DELICIOUS! I am not even exaggerating. For the next 7 or so months, I became a regular and ordered that sandwich probably about 6 times a week.  It was like clockwork. I also ditched the coffee and started drinking their green tea, with lemon of course. As time went on, I realized that I was wasting all of my money on this sandwich and decided to take a break.  I felt that I could probably even make the sandwich myself for cheaper at home. I am not sure what I did wrong but the sandwich I ended up making just wasn’t quite the same. Anyway after that, months went by without my beloved sandwich.  A few months into 2018, I decided that I was ready to return to my one true love. I pulled in to the drive thru with confidence and demanded my Turkey Cheddar Bacon on a Ciabatta at once!  I was met back with laughter. I didn’t understand what was so humorous. I was told that they no longer served that sandwich. Oh, I thought.  I ordered a plain bagel with cream cheese and bacon and went on my way.

Later that week, I attempted to order that same sandwich at a different location and was given the same answer. Once I realized what was happening, I immediately got angry. No they did NOT permanently remove my favorite sandwich from the menu!  I grabbed my phone and immediately went to google.  There I learned that it had been discontinued for low sales, and I thought what?? How were people not ordering this? Maybe if they would add a picture of it on the menu people would actually know that it existed. I also learned that it was discontinued the first week of 2018. I then understood why that worker in the drive thru found my order to be so amusing.

It has been a year since its removal from the menu, and I am still healing.  Moral of the story, enjoy all the things that you love while you still have them!


I am glad to see some changes on the menu. Today I decided to give the Power Breakfast Sandwich a go. I mean it’s still an egg sandwich, but the combination of spinach, peppers, onion, and turkey sausage gives it a little personality. If you have already tried it out, tell me what you think.

New Beginnings..

Please bear with me while I customize and personalize this blog. It has always been a dream of mine to start a blog, and I am happy to finally take the first step in creating one. My aim for this blog is to document my journey of self love with pictures, videos, and weekly journals while also encouraging others to live their best life. ❤