Once a year (well, we DID skip one year), the women in my immediate family get together for a weekend getaway full of relaxation and indulgence. It is something that I have always looked forward to. I must admit (grab your trash cans lest this next sentence induces your vomiting), this year I’m a little less excited. I haven’t been away from my hubby in our LONG marriage of 2 months and I miss him already. That being said, the past few weeks have been more stressful than normal, and heading out of town to veg with the girlies is probably just what the doctor ordered.
These weekends usually go something like this: We eat, go shopping (not my favorite part), eat some more, watch movies in p.j.’s, eat at a really good restaurant, play games, go to a luxurious spa to have treatments like full body massages, facials, pedicures and manicures, and eat.
The group objective is to stay in our jammies as much as humanly possible. I’m going to do my very best at reaching this goal.
I must offer thanks to my extra special, super awesome, hunk of burning love husband for taking a day off of work to care for the kiddies. Thanks sweetie!