Jon, as captured by Emily.

(Isn’t he cute?)

Seriously, I have found THE best massage therapist in Knoxville, and he just happens to be my neighbor, Knox Janowick. I have had many massages at many spas and salons and other locales over the years, and I was always feeling like there was something I wanted, but wasn’t quite getting, even when the massage felt quite nice.

Now that I have had Knox work on me, I know what I was missing: acupressure done right. I have always been somewhat skeptical of the whole “acupressure and energy flow” claims, but Knox has officially cured me of my skepticism. When he focuses on a particular pressure point, I literally feel electrical impulses coming out of that spot and radiating across my entire body. It’s intense, but in a really amazing, pleasant and good way. One friend of mine who has been having Knox work on her told me that he found a pressure point on her body that immediately released a flood of bottled up “body memories,” leading her to literally weep during the massage. After, she felt free and relaxed in an entirely new way.

Now, here’s the best part, Knox doesn’t make you come to him; he COMES TO YOU! He comes to your house, after your workday, and brings his massage table and anything else your body work requires, and he does your massage on-site. No making appointments with snippy spa girls. No driving across town. No having to get up and get dressed and go drive some more right after your relaxing massage. Instead, you get your massage, he leaves, and then you stay at home, feeling great and not having to rush off anywhere. For those of you moms like me who have busy work schedules, the fact that he will book an in-home massage as late as 8-9pm, after the kids are in bed, and after your work day is completely finished, is simply brilliant.

And did I mention that his rates are really competitive? (Understatement).

Knox is a special and fantastic person, with a true gift for this work. I feel lucky to count him, and his wife Emily as my friends. If you schedule a session with him, you will enjoy getting to know Knox almost as much as you will enjoy the massage he gives you.

Go check out all the info on his new website, and spread the word to your friends, family and coworkers in Knoxville about Knox and his work.

Thanks!

-Katie

-After enjoying my first honest to goodness day off in eternity yesterday, for Labor Day, I must admit to finding it super hard to get back into work-mode today.

-Like many of my mammal brethren, I hibernate in the winter. Even though we have not yet had our first frost, I find my sleep habits changing. I crave afternoon naps and can’t wait to get to sleep at night – by 9 pm. This is a huge switch from my summertime biorythm (sp?) of go-go-go all the time.

-How is it that 11 year old E can be so disorganized and messy in some ways, and yet literally beg to sort laundry? He LOVES sorting clean laundry. I guess that’s kinda like how much I actually enjoy – like, in a “this is so fun I should be wearing a party hat and sipping a cocktail” kind of way – vacuuming with my new bagless vacuum cleaner. My beloved, much abused Miele canister vac finally gave up the ghost, and so Dr. Neighbor went with me and helped me pick out a new upright Bissel with a clear plastic thingie instead of a bag. So now I can actually SEE all the dirt and doghair as it gets sucked up. As a result, I find myself daydreaming of vacuuming at odd times, like when am in meetings with important grown-ups who probably have “people” who do all their vacuuming for them. (They would do their vacuuming themselves, though, if they had any idea how fun it is.)

-I realized today while picking up a prescription that not only does my ‘hood have the Fellini Kroger, but we also have the Diane Arbus Walgreen’s. Location, location, location!

I noticed a Facebook status update from my neighbor E from late last night saying: “Next door neighbor (Name redacted) cooking in the nude. With the windows open.” My first thought when I read this was that I hope to goodness he wasn’t using the food processor he borrowed from us, the one he said he needed to “make bearnaise sauce.”

Sheesh.