Tuesday, November 21, 2006

My Kingdom for a Spa Day

Let me just tell you. If you have never been to a spa, they are god’s gift to us and should be enjoyed for all they’re worth. I went for the first time on Saturday with the mom. It was my birthday present from the rentals and it was divine. Massage, facial and manicure.


The only other massage I have ever gotten was a therapeutic one that hurt like hell. I blogged about it, you remember. This was an hour long relaxing massage with lavender oil and I was a puddle afterwards. If she had asked me to sign over my soul at that point, I would have. I have been telling the BF he needs to go to massage school and this just renewed my enthusiasm for the particular career move (he won’t do it, but it’s a nice dream).

Then, the facial. My skin has never felt so good or so even toned. Also very relaxing, darkened room, steam, masks, happiness. At this point I have been naked for about 2 and a half hours (there was a robe, you perverts) so I begrudgingly put my clothes back on and got my mani.

My manicurist was very nice, very talkative, which was a change from my other two relaxation facilitators (Maggie and the esthetician who I cannot name for the life of me). Then lunch with mom and trying to figure out what to do next. We decided that I would help her with some projects down in A-town and she would make me dinner. Since I am never one to pass up free meal, I called the BF and asked him to meet me down there in a few hours as dad needed some help with the new monstrosity of a TV he’d just bought. This thing is huge, great picture, but huge!

He got that all hooked up (he’s very techno-savvy), now with more than three colors and sound and we had dinner with the rentals.

Anyway, I think I need to find a good massage place and do that a few times a year. Once every 25 years is so not enough.


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