When she comes back in to swipe my sail and sign card she presents me with a list of problems that she found with me. I listened patiently then left without buying anything but with a whole new complex.
Here's the list.
Upon Analysis (highlighted in yellow)
1. muscle tightness on neck and shoulders with presence of knots and nodules due to lactic acid build up. (I have really got to watch the lactics? they are bad.)
2. fluid retention on hips areas, thighs and abdomen. (fluid? nah, around these parts we call it fat.)
3. lines and wrinkles (its cause I can't stop laughing! and smiling smiling smiling!)
4. puffiness and dark circles. (ok, now I'm starting to get offended.)
5. broken capillaries causing redness (great something else for me to stress over. Oh no! there goes the lactics!
6. Pigmentations (not sure what to do with them. Just so I should be aware that I have them.)
I prefer the type of spa experience where there is no talking (seriously. No Talking.), I smile, pay and then leave with a renewed sense of the importance of taking care of myself. I don't prefer the type of spa experience where I leave feeling a little less pretty. and old. and puffy. and lactic-y.
When I came back I told Brad I wanted to tell the lady Up Yours! (because its been so long since I have put that word to proper use). So Spa Lady. Up Yours!
Brad insisted that I take advantage of the spa on the ship so we waited til the end of the week when the prices had been slashed desperately. I booked myself for a hot stone massage, aroma facial, collagen eye treatment, and oil scalp massage. It was dreamy. When it was over, the person working on me left and said I could take my time getting dressed and then help myself to the beverages. They had this new agey music playing and I might have fallen asleep a bit.
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Padre
No worries...