I love a vacation day taken for no apparent reason. Tomorrow morning I’m meeting a friend at Starbucks, then heading over to the local college de beaute for a massage. Ah. Believe it or not, I have never had a massage. I’ve always been too self-conscious. I figure for the price — $35 — I can get over myself.
I’ve been hit by a wave of nostalgia as of late. Usually when I feel like this, I’m also down in the dumps, but not so this time. It’s actually a bit confusing.
∗ Posted by Monique on 09.28.2006
∗ My life
A massage ? I am soooo jealous…
Comment by Just a trumpet player - September 29, 2006 1:36 pm
Just passing by the way of blogexplosion, thought I would say HI.
Enjoy the massage, usually the only way I can get a decent massage is bribe my husband.
Comment by Canadian Mom - September 29, 2006 7:15 pm