My Instead: I enjoyed a “spa
morning” with the girls.
It was the last day of
my Farmington weekend visit with Annette. Our friend Teri, who joined us the
day before for Jour de Fête, had spent the night. And spend the night she did! Annette
and Teri imbibed some wine to detach from reality a bit and that’s when the evening
blossomed. Belly dancing is one of Annette’s sideline activities since she gave
up basketball over 20 years ago. She had a “show” to do for some “folks in the
home” on Monday, so she wanted our advice on what her attire should be. Within
minutes, she returned to make her grand entrance into the sunroom donned with
her belly dancing garb and her big black “Cher” wig, looking a bit more like
Howard Stern than Cher. We laughed until we peed and eventually Teri and I were
flipping our lids as well by donning this swanky coiffure.
The morning greeted us a
bit more calmly than the night before...coffee and breakfast prepared by
Annette, I at my laptop blogging and Teri enjoying the company. After we enjoyed
the break-feast, I suggested that a ladies’ spa day might be a grand idea.
After all, Teri’s expertise is doing nails, Annette is a licensed massage
therapist, and I am…a great recipient!
So the rest of our morning
was a pampering session. Teri pampered Annette and me with relaxing manicures
and Annette “unwound” our neck muscles and had Teri and me feeling like clocks
with no sense of time. Thank you both for the generosity of your hands, your heads,
and, most of all, your hearts.
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