A Day in the Life of a Massage Therapist

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Gum for Breakfast

This weekend after church, (yes, I went to church) my daughter Amanda, my mom, and I decided to go out for breakfast. My daughter, having broken up with her boyfriend, has lost her appetite. She generally eats a few bites and pushes her plate away. So I ask, "Are you going to eat what you order or... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Enough With The Bad Omens Already

I was drifting in and out of consciousness. I knew it would be time to get up soon. I rolled onto my stomach and drifted off again. That's when it appeared, - a pastel colored taranachula. I was too afraid to scream, so I became deathly still instead. My heart raced as this giant pastel spider... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

White Rose and Heartache

My cell phone announces who's calling. Sometimes it startles me, but mostly; I've gotten use to it. I always like it when I hear, call from Amanda. That's my daughter. "Hi mom." Her voice is weak. "Do you have a cold or have you been crying?" I ask. "I've been crying..." A wave of fresh tears cut... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Change Is In The Air

The energy is palpable. Everything physical has an emotional origin. That's what I was taught anyway. Right now, in my body, I can feel it. Things are changing. Energy is shifting. I didn't understand what this was before I went to school. I thought I was a little nuts actually, and yet it was very... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Hard to Stay Mad

I was letting off a little steam in my previous post, but I have to tell you that it's hard to stay mad when you go to a fitness center in the middle of winter to find little girls, who just finished swimming lessons, scrambling around the locker room like ants. Their swimsuits were plastered... Sign in to see full entry.

Nothing's wrong and Nothing's right

In the words of my best friend, "Stop the world. I want off." That's the kind of day I'm having. I'm done. What does that really mean? Right now it means I have permission to indulge in a fattening lemon breezer. I don't know why I picked that. It's still pretty cold for icy drinks, but it is making... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

A Whisper of Love

Richard, the seventy-seven year old man who frequents the physical therapy office I use to work at, called today while I was in the store. It has been almost a year since I moved away and I was touched that he called. His voice trembles when he speaks, so I have to listen carefully. "I'm just... Sign in to see full entry.

The Path

It's Sunday morning in America and today; football will be worshiped more than God. It's Super Bowl Sunday. I am not a sports fan, never have been. I'm not against it. It simply is of no interest to me. As I sit here making reference to God I think of my role, my faith, and how that would be... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Searching for Magic

Today is one of those magical looking days. A fresh dusting of snow covers the ground, blending into the fog in a way that makes even the most ordinary street seem enchanting. I want to be outside taking pictures, but instead; I'm working. In addition to massage I also work part-time at a financial... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Bruised Pride Takes the Longest to Heal

"I slid into home." She said rubbing her hip. "That's what it looked like anyway. I was walking down the street and WHAM! I stepped on a patch of ice and down I went." Tammy is a regular client of mine. "I thought my pride was the only thing that had gotten hurt until I crawled out of bed this... Sign in to see full entry.

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