Friday, September 17, 2010

urinals are for men?

during the scouring of the M.H. in preparation for the Big Move, i discovered the Valentine's Day gift JJ got me this year: a $100 gift certificate to the spa! it was one of his better gifts, let me tell you. and so i made an appointment for wednesday to have a facial, a mani and a pedi. and it was HEAVEN I TELL YOU. every woman needs a spa day once a year, i'm a strong believer. it's ultimately relaxing and wonderful to pamper yourself for a few hours.

and the facial was just-OHMYGOD-just AMAZING. with the steam that you breathe, and the scented candles and the music that sets the mood just right...you fall into a light sleep as the person is massaging your face--it's just unreal. after it was over, i was aglow with delight and a sense serenity. i was also very drowsy and still waking up and coming back to normal life form my facial euphoria. so much so that i walked into the bathroom and wasn't even fazed by the urinals lining the walls. in fact, it was not until i saw framed pictures of baseball players that i realized i was in the MEN'S LOCKER ROOM OMG KILL ME. i ran out of there, but once i was out, i just started laughing really loud at myself. there was only one person who caught me, the towel lady. and i didn't even care. because it was so hilarious that i am stupid enough to walk into the men's room and not realize it by seeing the urinals. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME!?!?!?

that little experience brought me right back to the hustle bustle of daily life--life as i know it--full to the brim of the awkward and idiot things that i do.

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