My Day at the Spa

There were a few photos but...one had a little too much leg, the other...let's just say it wasn't my best side.

The overall experience was relaxing, which is why we go to the spa...right? RIGHT!

I'm not the type of person that does this spa thing on a regular basis, but have had the opportunity many times over the last few years. Each time Movin' dad won a contest at work, we were off to a resort. Each time he & his team hosted we were able to partake as well. Normally you receive a card that offers a list of choices, anything from spa services to golfing, to a bus over to the outlets, Disney, and even just to lay by the pool (or is it lie by the pool) I'm sure you get the visual. I always chose spa...its a no brainer. Movin' Dad doesn't even have to call and ask, just signs me right up.

Remember in my past career, before I became "Mommy" I was in a salon. Again, it's there for you whenever you can get in (usually during downtime)

Spa experiences just seem to have fallen in my lap. I don't remember ever paying for it. Other than Movin' Dad purchasing it as a gift for me.

Hands down, the BEST experience for me has to be the Ritz-Carlton Resort in Orlando. I thought that perhaps they would have lost their spot when I went to The Peninsula in Chicago, it is THE nicest hotel I've ever been to. BUt the Ritz kept their spot.

Now, living in Mayberry...one might expect my spa experience to be...questionable perhaps?

It started out with a facial. A facial that was a bit confusing. She spent the majority of the time in the area I will call the "nest" area. Right below my neck yet above my chest. Seriously...a one hour facial and 45 minutes were spent on the nest area. She did relax my traps and arms and hands but very little time was spent on my actual face.
F-A-C-I-A-L = Face, right?

Next, we went into the massage room. Different girl. She seemed as if she could hurt me. But I told her my main reason for being there was for relaxation. She started out by saying that she wanted to do a sensory thing. She held 3 jars up to my nose, and then asked me to choose the one I liked best. I was a little stuffy so I could not smell a thing. I just picked the first one and hoped and prayed it was a good one. She said in her whispering voice, "that was the tangerine." That hour flew by. But before it had flown the coop, it came to a screeching moment for me when she asked that question...that no other masseuse had ever asked me.
"Would you like me to do your glutes?" I can honestly say...this was a first for me.

Then came the mani/pedi part. She was fabulous. I enjoyed our conversation, and she filed my nails exactly the way I like them. It'll last a week or so then, they will go back to chipped up non-filed nails.

All in all is was nice, I guess as nice as a day spa in Mayberry can be. It will forever go down in my history book as the spa that asked about my glutes!!!!