Cranberry Bliss Bars and Eggnog lattés....Happy Holidays

                                  
             I had many creative ideas and things I wanted to share with all of you over the holidays but once December came, an avalanche of birthday parties, Christmas affairs, concerts and basketball games over took me. There really wasn't even time for me to do my usual monumental baking fest. All I was able to squeeze in, were a few evenings of baking some sugar and shortbread cookies to take to the various parties, Christmas fundraisers and holiday events.

One morning I had the little girls do a photo shoot..this is Victoria Hope with Mr. Nutcracker

And Kathryn Mira...she was trying on several dresses as you will see

Also, I spent most of December in a shadow of gloom which causes writer's block for me.  Even if I had time or energy to write, I didn't have any spirit to do so.


 It all started with the things that had been breaking down in our household (zippers, dryers, furnaces...see previous blog) in the fall and then just as December started to unfold, I broke one of my back molars eating popcorn. I was hoping our dentist could repair my tooth but the first words out of his mouth after looking into mine were, "you are going to need a crown." Which I knew meant, anything we had squirreled away to give the children an awesome Christmas was going to be residing in my mouth. At least I would be  able to eat turkey dinner.

I'm so glad that I saved a few of Grace's fancy dresses as the little girls had fun dressing up on this photo shoot

As upbeat and hopeful as I am, most of the time, I have my moments of sadness and often the holidays trigger my lack of faith in the greater good. This year, I was recalling the dream I held close to my heart last Christmas. We had just toured a beautiful Christmas tree farm for sale and D had said, as soon as the New Year began, we would work really hard to get our house on the market so we could sell it and purchase "my" dream home/acreage. But, things didn't work out that way. For one reason or another, by the time we did have our house ready for the market, the Christmas tree farm had finally sold.

 I was sad that my life wasn't where I had imagined it to be this holiday season. I really do believe, that when we put our attention and focus on ANYTHING, that is what will manifest in our life. It's after all, the Universal law of attraction.  And yet, this Christmas my faith was shaken. How could I feel hopeful about the future when  my dream from this past year had not come true? And now, as I write these words, it is so obvious that what continued to show up for me once I started feeling blue, was more feelings of lack. A lack of faith, trust and belief. 

All these feelings, despite the fact that this BELIEVE sign sits above me daily in my kitchen...why I didn't look up a bit more during the holiday, I don't know. We should all keep our head up!

One night when D and I were on our way to the mall with a bundle of Christmas Wish letters stuffed in my purse from our children, I broke down. I let my sorrow pour out, telling him that I felt so bad about my tooth and wondered aloud how we were going to make everyone's dreams come true on our budget. (not to mention my lack of faith) He didn't have a solution but reminded me that  Christmas wasn't about commercial gifts. (I should have known that!) Around this time, I spoke with a dear friend one day after we had each dropped our little ones off at preschool. We go back quite a ways and have both experienced the sadness of infertility...and now here we are with our daughters in preschool together. (that should have been miracle enough!....hello!)

I was feeling really bad that we may not be able to contribute to the preschool's fundraiser and their December donation request for contributions as of yet and further to that, Harrison's band teacher had just made a rude comment about the small poinsettia order we had placed for the jazz band's fundraiser. I was feeling really stretched and vulnerable.

It was my dear friend, whose own husband has had a precarious work situation all fall, who inspired me to look at the bigger picture. She said, "at least we aren't sitting helplessly beside our sick child at the Children's hospital and we certainly weren't homeless." As I left her to go to the mall to find stocking items, I pondered her words. She was so right. We had a warm home, food to eat and I was grateful that all our children were  healthy.

We were blessed this Christmas to be able to send a few shoe boxes filled with gifts via Samaritan's purse...I wish we could have watched the children's faces as they opened the things Grace and Will carefully selected for them.

                                

Amongst the flurry of activities in December, there were moments of pure bliss. And not surprising, they had NOTHING to do with the whole commercialized aspect of the holidays. One moment, was sitting through a basketball tournament where our son Harrison's team did not win any games. They came close but didn't win once. They never gave up heart though and played with all they could to the bitter end. When our son accepted the tournament's all star award for his team, I couldn't have been prouder than if their team had come first place. It wasn't about winning or losing, it truly was about how they played the game. That buoyed my spirits.
 

They were boosted further when Clark got a call from the Science Centre, where he works through the school year, to say that he had won a turkey. Hmmm, we didn't even know we were in the running.

Then there was the moment I was sitting in the front row of the audience and watching our daughter, Grace perform the lead acting and singing role in her school's Christmas concert. The play was called, "The Holly and the Ivy," and she played Holly Day. Holly, wanted to be a deputy Santa, with the hopes of being the REAL Santa one day. In the play, she experienced gender discrimination and fought to teach others to accept differences and recognize everyone's mutual strengths. Her voice was clear and strong as she sang, "A heart full of love." In that moment, with tears in my eyes, I thought the Christmas message doesn't get any clearer than that...it's about treating others with love and kindness, being accepting and having eternal hope. At moments like this, I wondered if the whole play had been orchestrated and my daughter chosen to play the lead, just so I got the message.

Grace before her piano concert...she was our Christmas baby in 2002..reminding me to believe in dreams

Then D and I shared a magical afternoon as we headed up to the mountains to search for our family's Christmas tree. We were unable to take the family this year since we don't have a roof rack on our new van and there was no way to put a tree in the back portion of the van since the little ones have their car seats safely fastened in the rear. We decided to drive our new little Honda Fit  up the mountains one Sunday afternoon before Christmas. The kids were contentedly watching a Christmas movie and besides, I think a "real" tree was more my thing than theirs.  After all, we did have several artificial trees throughout our house, all various sizes and the little ones had helped me decorate a few of the trees earlier in December.

So D and I headed up the valley, and turned onto a road that eventually becomes a forest service road, where it is legal to remove Christmas trees. D was a bit reluctant, since he had traveled to Vancouver and back the day before, picking up our son, Mitchell, from the Vancouver Island ferry as his first University term was finally over. D had traveled 900 kilometres in one day, so being back behind the wheel wasn't really how he wanted to spend the rest of his weekend. Not to mention, the last time we went tree hunting in the forest he seemed to remember sparse trees so he wasn't very optimistic that we would find anything. On top of that, was the fact that our little Honda Fit wasn't exactly the front wheel drive sleigh we were driving during our last visit to the woods. I, on the other hand, was adamant I would not purchase a real Christmas tree since my dream to have a Christmas tree farm had not come true this past year. I wanted to cut my own tree and not spend any money doing it. We worked our way up the mountain with our little car, the air growing colder every mile. In the valley we hadn't had more than a skiff of snow but as we climbed higher the snow lay deeper and the trees glistened with heavy blankets of white.

It seemed like forever before we came to the forest service sign and snow started to softly fall. Other than a few four wheel drive vehicles, it felt like we were all alone in the forest. Since we had left quite late in the afternoon, the sky was darkening. I had visions of being stuck on the side of the road and I regretted not packing a thermos of hot cocoa, some snacks and a blanket...until we turned a corner in the road and then I saw it. Like that moment in the movie, "Christmas Vacation," when the Griswold family comes upon their tree for the first time and it's lit up and angels are singing, I knew our tree had been found.

 
 There wasn't a break in the clouds and music playing but the tree appeared illuminated nonetheless. Even D saw it. Since it was on the opposite side to where we were driving, D slowly did a U turn further up the road and as we started to move back in the direction of the tree, we jumped as a loud blast broke through the forest silence and we were further shocked to see a sanding truck thundering towards us. It was scary how quickly that truck came upon us.

For a moment I had visions of us on the evening news with the headlines,"Local couple and parents to 8 children, who were up in the mountains looking for a Christmas tree, were killed by a sanding truck." I know, morbid hey? Thankfully, D's reactions were quick. He put on his right signal light, and easily pulled over to the edge of the narrow road just as the truck barreled past us, making our little car shake. D put on the hazard lights, grabbed his saw and jumped out of the car. I was still in shock over how close we had come to having an accident. It felt mystical how we were spared. By the time I opened my door, D had climbed up the slight incline, moving through the snow and was already assessing the tree. I joined him still wondering how he could just move on from that close call. I felt like something amazing had just occurred and as I looked around, everything seemed more intense and heightened. The air was crisper, the silence deeper, the forest around us felt sacred.

                                   



The tree was enchanting. It was the perfect height for our family room and nicely full. I could just imagine it in our house decorated with the children's homemade ornaments and popcorn strings. I had saved some dried baby's breath from my garden and thought that would give it a whimsical look as the white lights twinkled. As I got closer to the tree though and actually felt the branches, I had a moment where I just wanted to turn around and go home, leaving it to grow another year in the forest. I knew that if we cut it down, it would not be a home for birds, or a refuge for little animals on the coldest of days. It's beauty would be enjoyed only for a few weeks, camouflaged beneath our ornaments. Then D asked me if this was the one and I just nodded and said,  "it's perfect!"

The next thing I knew, we were lifting it into the back of the little Honda Fit and the top of it was

Our beautiful tree 2014

hanging out of the car at least 4 feet. As we slowly drove down the mountain, the snow glowed white as the skies drew a dark purple curtain over the valley below.  The one benefit of the sanding truck was that he had started to spread dirt as soon as he passed us, so our drive down the mountain wasn't as precarious as D feared as the road was getting icier. As we drove along the country road in our bright red Honda sleigh, I thought we must be a sight for sore eyes with our tree hanging out the back of the car. Inside, both D who had been chatty on the drive up the hill, were suddenly quiet, immersed in our own thoughts. The smell of fresh fir filled our nostrils and for the first time it felt like Christmas. When the kids heard us come home, they piled out of the house to see our new tree and I was just so happy to see their beautiful faces.

The final magical thing that happened this Christmas was that somehow we were able to give our children everything they had asked for on their wish list. As I was telling my sister J, and brother-in-law B, who popped in this afternoon for a New Year's Eve visit, Christmas ended up being a bit like Jesus's loaves and fishes story. There was enough for everyone.  Enough for our children, enough for the places we wanted to donate, and even bigger dreams came true when D came home with a small bonus from his office. Why did I ever doubt? Have I not been blessed, time and time again? There is ALWAYS, always, ENOUGH!!!

Of course the Christmas story is the BIG one this time of year (and Will loved to remind his little sisters that Santa isn't in the word, Christmas...(I should have been listening to him!)

This is the manger, my Dad made over 50 years ago...this Christmas it sat on the dresser in my bedroom...reminding me of what the season is about.....gifts of love.

....but for me this year...the loaves and fishes story was also huge....in case you have forgotten, here's how it goes, ...

Matthew 14:13-21New International Version (NIV)

Jesus Feeds the Five Thousand

¹³ When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns. ¹⁴ When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed their sick.
¹⁵ As evening approached, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a remote place, and it’s already getting late. Send the crowds away, so they can go to the villages and buy themselves some food.”
¹⁶ Jesus replied, “They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat.”
¹⁷ “We have here only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered.
¹⁸ “Bring them here to me,” he said. ¹⁹ And he directed the people to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the people. ²⁰ They all ate and were satisfied, and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over. ²¹ The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides women and children.



 
After setting up our real Christmas tree in the family room that Sunday night before Christmas and decorating it with the kids the following day, (and not even saying anything when they only decorated the top three feet of the tree and often put a dozen ornaments on the same branch) I started seeing clearly all the goodness in my life.

Our fishes and loaves stretched beautifully. Again and again little miracles kept happening. As I looked down the pew, where our family sat enjoying our church's Christmas Eve candlelight service, I felt an enormous sense of peace and bliss. The season of love and light was upon me and I realized that just like the first Christmas when Jesus was born in a simple stable, it was the smallest things that held the most joy for me this season. Sitting together with all of my family in one place and knowing, Alyssa was also being cared for in the U.K. by a dear, kind cousin J (my Dad's first cousin) and her generous family, well what more could I ask for than that?  I was filled with peace and bliss

And now I will share a few Christmas moments with you....bliss abounds.

On Christmas morning, to allow the older kids to blissfully sleep in longer, we got the little ones bathed and ready for the day...hence all dressed up...it was hard to drag out the morning as they were so excited to see what was in their stockings

Finally, they are in the family room....Harrison and Grace are still in their Christmas Eve  P.J's

I'm showing this picture as our cats were lingering in the back,looking for their share of the fishes and loaves...yes even miracles stretch for kitties and they received treats too. The little girls had asked for dolls as well as a kitty for Kate, and Victoria had asked for a puppy. When I found these dolls holding a kitty and a puppy, I thought I had struck gold! This is what I mean about everything working out perfectly.

Harrison's basketball team are called the Lakers...since we live near a lake I guess...he was thrilled when we found this hat for him

Grace desperately needed socks this Christmas and she was very blessed because even her Auntie must have mysteriously got a hold of the wish list...she is laughing as she opens a second package with socks...warm feet, warm heart!

Mitchell is just happy to be home from University...there is nothing like moving away from home to make you appreciate the littlest things

Clark's boots got a hole in them right before Christmas...we were not going to get him new boots but when we found these on a "deal"....like they were meant for him...we bought them and they fit perfectly..he was overjoyed!

Will asked for a telescope, a watch and a yo yo this Christmas....he was thrilled to be looking at the heavens

Here's Clark, our oldest son setting up Will's telescope late in the day on Christmas and giving the kids some astronomy tips

I stopped between mashing potatoes and making gravy to snap this picture on Christmas day...it was blissful

Another magic moment came when it started to snow after Christmas.  It has been an unseasonably warm fall and early winter and it's almost unheard of in these parts not to get a good dump of snow by Christmas. Then, it started to fall gently, enveloping our little town with a white, peaceful blanket and a few days after Christmas we had enough for the kids to go sledding and making forts in our yard.Will was thrilled since he received a new sled for Christmas.

Here's a picture of the kids outside today...on New Year's Eve 2014

And what's great about going outside...coming in for hot cocoa and watching the movie, "Frozen"

        

 And so those were a few of my Christmas 2014 memories. Last Christmas, when D and I were out doing a marathon holiday shopping fest, I was absolutely exhausted and desperately needed to eat and drink something. Unlike most people, over the holidays I usually lose 5 or so pounds since I'm so busy. I swear that having a bunch of kids is a weight loss program, especially at Christmas, (who knew, maybe more people will have a large family now) so I probably hadn't eaten much on that day. We were in my favourite store, "Chapters," where there is also a Starbucks located inside.

I'm not a coffee drinker. Never have been and was planning to steer myself through a lifetime of "not" getting addicted to the brown stuff but that night, I needed something and the deep, rich smell of coffee was enticing. I was going to order a herbal tea but then I was lured by the lovely sounds of an eggnog latte. In addition, since they were about to close up the store, they offered some free cranberry bliss bars on the house. Well, normally I don't indulge in too many sweets but I was starving and needed a serious sugar boost, so we gratefully accepted the free bars and took our drinks.

Well I should have been more wary of becoming a coffee addict since my mother LOVED it and I know most of the world also enjoys it. I thought I was strong enough to have one cup and then return to my tea habit but nope. It turns out that if there is eggnog AND coffee in the house, I will be drinking it...and lots of it. I still mainly drink tea but at Thanksgiving time, I'm all about pumpkin spice lattes and during the Christmas holiday season, it's all about eggnog lattes.....

Also, as if that wasn't bad enough, I'm also an absolute steadfast fan of Cranberry Bliss bars. If you have not tried these....oh for heaven sakes, you haven't known bliss.

So even though our family has a recipe book full of our Christmas favourites, I want to share my recipe for Cranberry Bliss bars and Eggnog lattes with you. Last year I tried various recipes and this is my favourite......I hope it will become a family favourite for you too.

Now, when I get up in the morning, the first thing I ask D to do, is make a full coffee pot, so I can drink them all day. Yes, I will have to start doing my green drinks and my juicing in the New Year....but for now, I'm going to enjoy what I call, holiday bliss, I hope you will join me.

Oh, Alyssa, I wish you were here this Christmas...you LOVE CRANBERRIES....this is for you dear daughter and for all my blog buddies who haven't tried these...YET!

Here's what you need for some bliss....

Cranberry Bliss Bars

Ingredients

Cake Base:

• 1 cup butter, softened
• 1¼ C brown sugar, packed
• 3 eggs
• 1 tsp ground powder ginger
• 1 tsp vanilla
• ¼ tsp salt
• 1½ C flour
• ¼ C minced dried cranberries
• ¼ C quality white chocolate. I used a Lindt white chocolate bar, coarsely chopped
• ¼ C minced candied ginger

Frosting:

• 4 oz. cream cheese, softened
• 1½ C powdered sugar
• 2 Tbsp butter, softened
• 1 tsp vanilla
• 1 tsp grated orange rind

Drizzle:

• 2 Tbsp minced dried cranberries
• ⅓ C white chocolate, melted

Instructions

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees and grease a 9 x 13 pan
2. Beat together butter and sugar and then add eggs and vanilla beating until light and fluffy
3. Add flour, powdered ginger and salt
4. Beat well
5. Fold in the cranberries, chocolate chunks and minced candied ginger
6. Spread batter in pan and bake for about 20-25 minutes or until light golden brown
7. After cake cools, mix all frosting ingredients together and spread over top of cake
8. Sprinkle with minced cranberries
9. Use a cake decorating bag of melted chocolate with a small round decorating tip to drizzle the chocolate over the cake
10. Cut into triangles...or bars...your choice but I like the look of triangles

I like to cut them into triangles but warning these are really rich...oh I love the ginger in them, yummy!

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 And to accompany the perfect Christmas treat....an eggnog latte

Holiday Eggnog Latte

Ingredients

• 2 shots espresso OR ½ cup of double/triple concentrated coffee
• ⅔ cup eggnog
• ⅓ cup milk
• sugar...to taste
• optional whipped cream and nutmeg
• Variation: If you want to make this as an evening cocktail, add a shot of rum.

Instructions

1. Pour espresso/concentrated coffee into a mug and add steamed eggnog/milk mixture.
2. If you prefer your eggnog latte sweeter, add a little sugar.
3. Top off with whipped cream and a pinch of nutmeg.
4. *If you don't have an espresso machine, do what I do most often. Just warm your eggnog/milk mixture in the microwave. Cook times may vary but I prefer heating mine for 2 minutes.

I love Starbucks Christmas blend...but any medium roast coffee is great for your latte

 This is bliss in my house....happy holidays!

Another special moment...once Mitchell came home for Christmas we had our annual photo shoot at our local Super Store....this year we got out in record time and everyone was smiling...gotta love that!

Here is a picture of the twins, "they always have each other's back" wearing their beautiful plaid dresses

Although this picture didn't turn out..I had to show it to you...this was the holiday cards we sent out..note the Christmas tree on the card...very meaningful this year

 So that is a wrap dear blog friends and family. If I have learned ANYTHING at all this year...it is to believe in magic and miracles...because again and again they keep appearing in my life. I hope your upcoming year is full of what your heart desires.

Bliss at the very least.

                                       

Here's an appropriate song for the occasion, "The Last Goodbye" sung by Billy Boyd, from the third Hobbit movie, (we went last night and I thought it was the perfect song as we say goodbye to 2014)

Good bye 2014

And.....




May all your wishes and dreams come true.

Until we meet again, may you be well, happy and peaceful.

Blessing from Hope


 

Homemade Ice Cream Cake, Bath Salts. You are sooo BEAUTIFUL

Welcome December and my busiest month of the year.

Welcome to The Spa at Orchard Ridge

As if this month isn't busy enough, we have three children
who all have birthdays in the next couple of weeks. We eat a lot of cake this month. Clark our oldest son, will turn 22 on December 20th and Harrison, will be sweet 16 on December 19th. I'll never forget when I went into labour with Harry, the day before his older brother was about to turn 6 years old. It was getting close to midnight and I told
my Doctor to break my water to move things along, as
I wanted our oldest son to have his "own" birthday.  As it turned out, Harrison was born before midnight and when we told Clark he wouldn't have to share his birthday, he replied quite graciously, that he wouldn't have minded sharing his birthday and having Harrison was the best birthday present he would ever receive.

When we found out we were expecting Grace, we were just so
thrilled that we hardly blinked when we found out her due date was December 18th. I actually thought it would be really cool
to have three children's birthdays in a row but she had other ideas and arrived 2 weeks early on December 5th. She will turn 12 this coming Friday but last weekend, we celebrated by giving her a Spa Getaway party.

I had so much fun planning her birthday and that is also why I wasn't blogging last week. Sadly, I didn't take enough pictures to share today. I wasn't really thinking "blog opportunity" when planning and throwing my daughter her birthday. However, I did take some pictures of the Ice Cream Cake I made and a few pictures of the Bath Salts that the girls made on the morning after the sleepover. I thought you may like to see them and have the recipes. The Bath Salts are easy, fun to make and I personally think they would make great gifts for teachers this holiday season.

The night before the party, we took Grace to her voice recital where she sang a cute Hawaiian Christmas song which set the perfect mood for returning home to make an ice cream cake.

The cake takes about 15 minutes to make. Max. When I think of all the years we used to buy our children their frozen cakes in the past I cringe. The last cake we had, was ridiculously expensive and had freezer burn so I'm glad to have found a great recipe to share with you now. Okay, maybe being totally sustainable means you have your own cow and you can make your OWN ice cream, etc, but hey, making things yourself is rewarding and does make you feel independent of others in many ways. Plus it's just plain delicious. I know from past experiences, children who visit us and taste our own homemade Ice Cream cakes are amazed, asking several times, "and you made THIS?"

Hope's Ice Cream Cake

1 box of oreo type cookies
1/4 cup melted butter
1 carton of ice cream
possibly two if you want two flavours or colours
Whipping Cream
Anything you want to garnish the cake with

The first thing you need to do is set out your ice cream of choice and let it sit and soften while you are preparing the crust. Grace really likes mint, so we purchased Breyers Mint Chocolate chip Ice Cream. I find that a large container is enough, although as you will see later, I often use a small amount of vanilla or chocolate to bring the ice cream to the top of the cake pan.

To make the crust you need a box of cookies. Typically, we use Oreo type cookies but our local Super Store has a store brand this time of year with candy cane filling in the middle. It's perfect for the season and goes delightfully with our mint ice cream.

Set aside several cookies, which can later be split apart or broken up to garnish your cake. Then grind the rest of the cookies with a food processor, or you can put them into a freezer bag and break them up into fine crumbs with a rolling pin.

Put the crumbs into a mixing bowl and add 1/4 cup of melted, cooled, butter. Mix really well until well combined.

Press the cookie mixture into a spring form pan. I find there is a fine line over how hard to press the crumb mixture down. If you press too hard it can be really difficult to cut later, so press just enough to spread on the pan evenly.

Put all of the softened ice cream into a bowl and mix until creamy. If your ice cream is still quite hard, just let it soften a bit more.






Take the creamy, softened ice cream and spread it on top of your cookie crust in your spring form pan

My mint chocolate chip ice cream only went 3/4s of the way up the pan, so I put the cake in the freezer to let the first layer harden as I softened some vanilla ice cream. Once softened, I put a few drops of red food colouring in and stirred it really well. I thought this was a nice touch for a spa cake, calm green and soft pink always comes to mind when I think of relaxation and girls.

During this next step, you can get as creative as you like when making your cake. In the past, I have made strawberry ice cream cakes with the top being chocolate ice cream and then garnishing the whole cake with strawberries and cookies. I have also made a chocolate, strawberry and vanilla cake...you can also sprinkle cookie crumbs between layers.

For this cake though, I thought the light pink was a lovely finishing touch.

Once the cake pan is topped with the softened ice cream of your choice, cover it and place it in the freezer. For a good set, leave it 24 hours.






About an hour before the party, I brought out the cake and let it sit for about 10 minutes. Then I carefully unlatched the lock on the spring form pan and lifted it up off the cake. I transferred the cake onto a crystal cake dish and brought out the items that I was going to decorate the cake with. For this cake I chose some red and green sprinkles, left over cookies split in half, some crushed candy canes and of course whipping cream.

You can whip your own cream but I find buying the kind in a can the easiest for a nice decorative touch.

This is my favourite part as I love to decorate; houses, packages, and in this this case, a cake. It's like beautifying and putting your own touch on things. I didn't have more than 5 minutes though, since I was doing last minute cleaning, cooking, spa prep. And that is the true beauty of this cake...it takes no time to make it look sensational.

And here it is, a few cookies around the sides, some along the top and I used the whipping cream and sprinkles/crushed candy canes, to do the rest. I didn't take a picture of it after it was cut since I was the spa coordinator along with the cook, baker and bottle washer. It was beautiful though, with the chocolate crust, then the light green ice cream and finally the soft pink as the top....it almost looked like icing. Oh and it was yummy too. ( Hint..if you ever do a spa party for your child....ask a friend/sister/neighbour, etc to help out....so you can take pictures)

 As I was busy getting things ready in the afternoon I DID snap a picture of our chalk board and all the things we had planned for the evening. When the girls arrived, I had spa music playing, candles lit and I used lots of aromatherapy to make the house smell relaxing.

This was the "waiting room"...I had a salt crystal light, candles, and a water feature tinkling at our front door...of course I Googled some great spa music and it was playing on my computer all night...oh and the smell in the house...lovely scents from the store "Saje"

 Once everyone had arrived and settled in, we served dinner. I thought the appropriate dinner selection would be one less spicy but our daughter loves butter chicken, vegetable samosa's etc, and ceasar salad so that was our menu.

After dinner, each girl was asked to find a comfy chair in our living room, where I had placed a white plastic bucket filled with hot water at the foot. In the water, I had poured a mixture of sea salts, epsom salts and some lavender essential oil....and of course a touch of blue food colouring. The girls settled in comfortably, chatting easily, as the spa music filled the room. It didn't hurt that we had already decorated our house with greenery and white lights everywhere, which really set a peaceful mood.

As they were soaking their feet, I went from girl to girl and placed the honey facial mask that I had made ahead of time.

Hope's Facial Mask

1 egg,
1/4 cup of honey
1/2 cup of flour
Lavender Essential oil...(I also put in a few drops of vanilla)

After they all had their facial masks on, I placed a "cold" cucumber slices over their eyes. Each girl went "awwww," as they felt the refreshing cucumber go on their eyes. As they relaxed, I went around from girl to girl and massaged their feet using an exfoliating product I had purchased at the "Body Shop" but I  had read that a homemade product of sugar and honey works great too.

This would have worked a lot better had I had some help, as I was really moving from girl to girl and in and out of the kitchen with fresh hot water to add to the their foot baths. They didn't seem to notice though since they were all really quiet (amazing for 11 year old chatty girls!) as they had their heads back, just enjoying the treatment.

After about 20 minutes with the mask on their face, I heated up some wet wash clothes, with lavender sprinkled on them, in the microwave. Once heated, I gently placed it over each of their faces, with just their noses exposed. Each of them, audiably sighed, and as they relaxed further into this warmth, I went around the room and took their feet out of the foot bath. I gave each of them one final foot massage rubbing in some lovely rich "Satsumi," body butter from from the store, The Body Shop. The smell is absolutely lovely.

Once all the girls had their feet massaged. I gave them a new round of warm wash clothes to wipe off their honey masks. I then brought in lovely red towels for them to dry their faces (we really needed new towels and these were on sale at The Bay recently...I thought they looked rather festive and although one thinks of WHITE for spa towels...I thought these were warm and rich looking and lovely with the white lights and candles and all the greenery. (For some of the greenery, D went out just before the party and pruned some of our pine bushes) I put the towels in their laps and brought each of them a small bucket of warm water, in which I had placed a light vanilla scented soap, some epsom salts and dried peppermint leaves from our garden. Oh this was lovely, and the girls seemed to really enjoy soaking not just their fingers but immersed their whole hands into the warm water. After about another 15 minutes, I brought clean warm water and they rinsed off their hands. Then, I gave them all some of the Satsumi body butter for their hands. Finally, I gave them all an emery board and asked that they file their toe nails and finger nails.

It was time to play the Nail game. I pushed everything out of the way and laid down on the floor a warm fleece blanket that I had just heated in the dryer. The girls sat down forming a circle and I  explained the game.


We had a selection of 5 nail colours plus a clear colour set aside. Each girl threw dice to see who would go first...the highest throw started the game. The first girl chose a nail polish bottle of her choice and spun it. The person the bottle pointed to when it stopped spinning was instructed to roll the dice. The number it landed on would then determine how many toe nails she had to paint the selected colour. She would then paint her nails, which ever toe nail she chose, and then she selected the next colour and spun the bottle and the game continued for a long time. Choruses of laughter spilled from the living room. When all their toes were painted, the game was over. The girls had such a great time and in the end, everyone seemed really happy with the results of their pedicure. (Note...if you are doing this make sure to put down a blanket that is not near and dear to you...in case some nail polish gets spilled.) Also, before they started painting their nails, I gave them nail painting instructions 101 so they spread the polish with ease. (One stroke down the middle...then sides...finishing with a Q tip with nail polish remover to take away any overages)

After their pedicure, the girls painted their finger nails the colour of their choice.(It helped that I bought Sally Hanson, fast dry nail polish) After that, the girls went out to the hot tub, where I could hear them laughing and giggling. When they came in they were all prunes but they said it was wonderful, luxuriating in the hot water with the cold winter air on their faces. It was perfect as I was able to clean up from the spa part of our evening and set out the cake, popcorn, punch, pop, licorice for the movie/sleepover portion of the party.

The next morning, after D's delicious pancakes (he really knows how to make a great breakfast!) I had the girls make Lavender Bath Salts to take home. It was really fun watching them turn some basic ingredients into a lovely gift and I was thinking, hmmmm....I should include this in my blog in case you are looking for a homemade gift to give to someone special this holiday season.

Hope's Bath Salts

A glass container
Epsom Salts
Sea Salts 
Food Colouring
Essential Oil of your choice....we used Lavender 
Ribbon of your choice...we used raffia ribbon for a cottage look

Mix 1 part epsom salts with 1 part sea salts. Add the food colouring of your choice. You have to really mix the colouring in well until you get a nice consistency. The girls used blue and a bit of red for a lovely blue. Finally, add and stir in the essential oil of your choice.

Ideally, you would let it sit and dry overnight but we had to pour with a funnel into the girls glass containers and added a label and the raffia ribbon. You can do different colours and layer it as you desire or have it all the same colour. One Christmas our girls made peppermint bath salts and did one layer of green, then pink, alternating layers right to the top of the jar...fixing a bow and attaching a candy cane beneath it...the sky is the limit regarding your choice of scent and colours..and jars. Canning jars would be really cool with the raffia ribbon!

I wished I had taken pictures of the girl's thank you bags but you know how busy things get at parties....but here's what I did in case you are wanting to throw your daughter a spa party. I went to the dollar store and found really pretty glitzy clutch purses. The make up bags that they had were kind of tacky and weren't big enough for what I wanted to put in them.

Inside these bright pink, glittery bags, (like evening bags) I placed a bar of lavender soap, nail polish remover (in case the parents weren't thrilled over the girls manicures/pedicures) a few emery boards, some cotton squares(put into t little bag to keep them sterile) and a bottle of nice nail polish (I didn't get these at the dollar store but bought a good quality bottle of nail polish) Finally, when you are 11, turning 12, you still like candy, so I threw a handful of wrapped candy....holiday variety, since she is my December baby. I wrapped the whole purse with raffia ribbon as it was bulging full. In addition to their bath salts, it was a nice way to say thank you for coming. Grace is really blessed to have such wonderful friends!

Well, that's one birthday down, two more to go....the next one is a SWEET SIXTEEN for my quickly growing sweet boy, uummm, young man,  Harrison...stay tuned. Although celebrating each of our children's birthdays is very special, remembering the journey to Grace, reminds me how special this time of year truly is. It's the season of light. The season of miracles. The season of love.

Before I close I thought an appropriate YouTube video was, (click here if you can't see below) Joe Cocker's song, "You ARE so Beautiful." because although this blog post was all about Grace's spa beauty party, she reminds me all the time what beauty is all about.

 



     Happy Birthday Grace. Your soul shines!


Until we meet again, may you be well, happy and peaceful.

Blessings from Hope