I have a monthly subscription with Birchbox. It’s a brilliant company. For ten dollars per month, they send me a box full of beauty samples that are customized for me. For me, it’s like a special present each month. I originally saw a picture of a Birchbox on Instagram from one of the food bloggers I follow. I was intrigued and I am so glad that the post peaked my interest. I immediately went to birchbox.com and tried to sign up then. Once you “request an invite” from Birchbox, it will take about one month before they will “invite” you to purchase a subscription. Trust me, it is worth the wait. I simply filled out a profile of the types of beauty items that interested me, my hair color, eye color, fair skin, and such. Each box is customized for me. I have yet to open one that didn’t thrill me. Last month my favorite item in the box was a great mascara which I am still using. This months box came in last night and I haven’t had a chance to try the products, but tonight I will dive right in to my new products. This is what was included this month…
Of course they want to entice me into buying these products on their website. I have no problem with the brilliance of their business. If I like a product that they have put in the box for me, I can buy it from them at a discount or anywhere else for that matter. I have no obligation to buy anything from them. My only obligation is my monthly ten-dollar subscription agreement. I can opt out at any time. If I do choose to purchase on their website, I build up points with them. For every one dollar I spend with Birchbox, I collect one point. One hundred points gives me an additional ten dollars off anything in the Birchbox shop. So again, it’s my choice to purchase from the shop, but if I like something I am going to purchase at a discounted rate and build up points while doing so.
So this months box had a new cologne sample from France-Atelier cologne. I did not open it last night to smell it since it was late. I like to savor these samples. I also had Stainiac lip stain that will be perfect for the holiday season! Also in the box was a large sample of pore minimizing serum. It looks like there are about 6 of them in the bottle. Nice! Also in the box there was some kind of new hair contraption that I may or may not use, but I know my mom will love it if I don’t. Sometimes they have a “birchbox find” added to the sample box as I did this month. This month they added a new ChapStick Hydration lock. It is clinically proven to moisturize lips from 9-5 and doubles as a lip primer. It is full of antioxidants, too. For anyone that really knows me, they know I am always putting on some type of lip gloss. My lips are perpetually dry due to my involuntary habit of licking my lips. It’s insane, really. I can’t stop. Maybe it’s because in my head I am always creating recipes or thinking about something I would like to eat. Haha. Once again, I have digressed. I hope you have enjoyed my review of the Birchbox. It makes me happy. It’s ten dollars per month well-spent.
The sound of sleet lulled me to bed last night. I set my alarm earlier than usual in anticipation of another mess. I mentally prepared myself for the inevitable, thick sheet of ice that would no doubt blanket my vehicle in the a.m.
Schick, Schick, Schick. I listen from underneath my covers, as B scrapes the ice off of his windshield. It goes on for so long that I think he must have moved on to my vehicle. Groaning as I anticipate the alarm sounding any second. I curl into a fetal position and try to think about good things. “It’s not Monday. I have no obligations after work today. Surely, this ice storm is the end of winter…” The alarm blast interrupts my train of thought and once again I groan, but this time, I know I have to get up. I drag my feet to the linen closet and grab out a towel and washcloth. I sleepwalk to the shower and turn the water on to a nice, steamy hot. Halfway through the shower I am alert and trying to fight off any negative thoughts. Still they try their best to steal their way in. After dressing and attending to Mr. Sugarbears, I unlock the door to warm the car. “Crap.” My car is encased in ice. I begin the task of scraping the ice while the car struggles to warm. I pray the vehicle has enough time for the seat warmers to do their job. The gray sky and cold weather are not helping my mood.
Once at work I realize that 90% of my co-workers have called in that they will be late. “Dang it.”
I’m just over it. Like many, I am just over the cold. Over the ice. Over the school closings. Over it.
For this, I feel a little like as &^%$. Even my bible study was cancelled, postponed and cancelled again this month. Just a few weeks ago we had a beautiful day. I spent the day cleaning off the screened-in porch, cleaning out pots and prepping the yard for a little spring love. I’m just ready for a change. It’s time for the season to change.
At lunch I trekked through the parking lot to my car, drove home to heat up soup and zoned out on the TV for twenty minutes. Gray still. I have the blahs. I struggle with my customer service skills all afternoon. At the end of the work day, I walk out to a teaser pink and gray sky. The setting sun gives me a pinch of what I need. I decide that we must have Brinner. For those of you who don’t know the slang, it’s breakfast for dinner. I make a large pan of sausage and eggs, a pot of cheesy grits and cinnamon toast in the oven. As the smell of dinner cooking softens my mood, I see the day’s mail on the kitchen island. How had I overlooked the bright pink packaging? Ahhhhh, my Birchbox arrived. I continue to whisk the grits and stir the sausage and eggs, all the while distracted by the box. Finally, brinner is ready and I prepare our plates. Before I dig in, I grab the scissors and open the package. My eyes are immediately drawn to the Ghirardelli package, it’s a new flavor, Cherry Tango with dark chocolate and tangy cherries. Yummy. Next I pick up the bottle of Detangler and then the tinted moisturizer. The perfume sample is described as sparkling cherry blossom with romantic vanilla and musk. That sounds delicious. I’d like to spray that taste into my mouth. Lastly, there is some nice body lotion and some fancy, sugar-free mints. I can’t wait to try it all, but my plate is waiting for me. B has started a nice fire while I have been cooking and I long to sit in front of it. I devour my brinner and soak in the warmth from the fire. In the background, Johnny Swimm is playing. I can’t help but smile. My grin grows larger and larger. It took all day, but my mojo is coming back. It all started with a little sunshine from the mailbox.
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