A pampering massage
All my life I’d never had a professional massage until about four weeks ago. I’ve been to Europe three times, traveled all over the U.S. and Mexico but something about spending $60 for a massage seemed frivolous. I’m the same way with clothes, shoes and purses. I own one purse and it cost me under $30 in July of 2012. Technically, I have two purses because I bought an identical one that I have wrapped away for when this one wears out. That’s how much I doubt manufacturers’ abilities to market another purse that I would like in the next five-ten years.
Hmmm, what does any of this have to do with a massage? Absolutely nothing. It simply proves my husband’s theory that I’m easily distracted. I had an occasion to meet the owner of Purple Pear Massage in Battle Ground. Sandy Knapp struck me as such a warm, sincere person and the tranquil spot she’s created is absolutely inviting. I met a couple of the massage therapists, eyeballed the pedicure lounge replete with overstuffed recliners and a cozy fireplace and decided it was time to cross ‘have a professional massage’ off my list of things to do some day.
I have had a professional pedicure twice up at Nail Envy so I know that I love having my feet soaked, scrubbed, massaged and just pampered any old way. Having an express pedicure before the massage, complete with a soak in their foot spa and a sugar scrub, was a no-brainer for me.
Sandy mixed up a massage oil with my preferred fragrance-lavender- and her daughter, Stefanie, was my masseuse. Stefanie made sure the pressure was just right and kept me all warm and toasty underneath heated blankets. My first massage experience was perfect. The only downside is now I know what I’ve been missing all these years…kind of like when I discovered cheesecake is made with cream cheese not cheddar cheese so now I love to have it whenever I can. Argghh!
On my next visit, I will be settling in for a 90-minute spa pedicure treatment. It’s said the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. For me, it’s my feet.