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In light of my previous entry, I've realized that if I would like to remember much of the year of 2004, I have but a few weeks left to do a few summaries. Nostalgia sake of course. My history. Documentation.
I did something this year I've never been privy to before. A full on, all out, girls ONLY weekend. There is a wonderful group of woman who live in Oregon and Washington who, based on the scrapbooks I browsed though and the stories I heard, make a yearly trip to Sunriver Oregon. One of my very dear friends, Kelli, invited me to be her personal guest this year.
It seems you only have to be a guest once, then your in the club and the subsequent years you can bring your own guest. Honestly I said no at first, find the time? What to do with the kids? Drive over there alone <about a 6 hour drive> ? I don't know anyone but Kelli <social isolation> ?
The big one, a Full Day At The Spa? Now that too was a new concept for me. I had never done such a thing. I had heard the urban myths about such a day from various other woman, but me? Given the choice of a full day to myself I generally pick activities that I love, flyfishing, reading, writing, mountain biking. Kelli said I could do all of those things, but she insisted I participate in the Spa Day.
Now being the practical gal I am, I looked at the various "full day of pampering, high life style" choices and prices. Instantly my mind began to calculate all the things I could purchase for these prices, new flyrod, piece of furniture, new this and that, but her desire for me to "experience something new" won the argument.
Day 1) Thursday: Kissed girls good-bye, printed directions from mapquest, filled gas tank and took off. Once I crossed the state line the realization of just how alone I was hit. Glorious!
Suddenly as I was cruising down the highway, music blaring, window down I had visions of Thelma and Louis. Ok, minus the shotgun partner. Oh alright, and minus the murder part. I found myselfin new territory, and stopped at various tiny little cities along the way. Then one town I came upon had a big billboard """Casino""" screetchhhhh went the tires. That was a 3 hour rest stop. Left $200 dollars ahead, that took a dent out of the upcoming day spa.
Pulled into Sunriver..........Gorgeous as promised. Meet all the woman, nothing scary there, whew! Instantly feel like part of the club.
Day 2) Friday: What to do, what to do. No one seems to have any plans. Some went off shopping, a few said it was pajama day and therefore the world can kiss off, they weren't showering, doing hair, or changing. Some went golfing, some to a movie.
I, with my newfound freedom, took a long Mountain bike ride, the trails going everywhere had so many possibilities. Two hours filled. Went shopping at this amazing little village they have there. $200 dollars gone, it was bonus money anyway right? Went back to house, climbed into pajama's at 3 p.m. the rest of the day was nothing bliss............
Day 3) Saturday: Spa Day. I have to admit I was nervous. Not really sure of what to expect. The ladies had been enticing me with words of mud baths (we pay for mud?) .....body and facial scrubs (this sounded a bit medival).......deep tissue massage (just how deep is deep here? (I kinda appreciate my insides) .....your naked except for the robe (high alert here, nudity? I didn't see that on the brochure) .....hot rocks massage for the feet and back (Umm rocks, well that should at least reduce the cost right? rocks are FREE).......Oh and we can't forget about the chemical peel (this sounded like loads of fun)
Upon arrival, as to be expected clothes were taken away replaced with a GLORIOUS robe. I fell in love with that robe that day. If I had a bag big enough I might have been tempted :o) I felt a wee bit vulnerable at this stage. Dim lights everywhere, candles aroma throughout the rooms. My support friend wisked away to her own utopia. I won't go into great detail here, but for every moment of uncomfortable (the butt part of the massage didn't thrill me too much, it's hard to "relax darlin" when we are circling in forbidden territory) there was twice as much ahhhhhh, thats feeling great.
Iwalked out of there 6 hours later feeling like a drunk woman. My face was a shiny bright red, thank you chemical ouch peel. My muscles were suddenly saying Hello to each other. It seems they were all bunched up in fetal position and now were stretched out and happy, ready to face the world. I dutifully drank tons of water because evidently all my toxins would be erupting from my body over the next 24 hours and I need to help the body wash all that out. My skin was sparkly, sanded down and nourished.
Yes, I will admit, I felt great! Other then the butt part, the only other choking moment was paying for it. Kelli immediately asked if I was glad I did it. I thought about it for a while, and yes, I would do SOME of it again. A few of the things seemed a bit pointless, but again, who am I to question toxins and oxidants.
Day 4: Where did the bliss go? Ultra sore body, can barely crawl, toxins are free flowing now, I'm told this is due to "deep massaging". I'm told this is normal, especially your first time. I'm such a novice. Drinking water as dutifully told. Bathroom breaks every hour, I wonder each time how many of those horrid little toxins are now fighting for their very lives down in the sewer.
Again, they didn't mention this in the brochure. My face is really glowing today. Nice and neon bright. I love today, nothing to do but kick back and relax. Glorious.
Day 5: Heading home. Stop at the casino. Lose 80 dollars. A man asks me if I was sunbathing too much this weekend, my face looks a strange bright.
Heading back to reality.
Visions of Thelma and Louis are now replaced with visions of Rose from the movie Titanic, heading up the stoop into the ship of doom.
I will be back the year 2005, with guest in tow. I'll of course recommend the chemical peel, and the butt massage for her!
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I see you live fairly close to the northwest? I live up in Washington. :)
your time at the spa sounds wonderful, it's something I have never done...and like you I would be extremely apprehensive! :p getting naked and being massaged.....on the butt. hmmm.
but, I am glad you had such a great time. Girls should have a time where they can really relax and be who God made them to be, a woman. :) -
I love your storytelling! Having done (most of) what you did at the spa, I could totally relate, alas, it was greater to hear it from your perspective. Keep drinking your water and massage once a month for best bennies. Those toxins will never make it back! LOL I am glad you indulged and invested in YOURSELF! I'll bet your ready to go fishing now. . . Cya, Kris
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What a great story!! Yes, the spa sounds like utter indulgence - even (or especially!) the butt massage. although I agree you can leave the chemical peel out of it - and we all deserve utter self-indulgence from time to time. I was given a gift certificate for a massage for my birthday this year, and I am redeeming it this Friday, right after I finish work for 2004, and I can't wait. You seem a worthy recipient of self-indulgence and I am happy you took advantage - and thanks for that beautiful photo accompanying your entry.
Vicky
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