Same time, every damn year!

So to satisfy the blog appetite, here's another post for you all to enjoy!  Let's be serious - you all LOVE it because it's a distraction from work.  Not judging - just saying....

Today was a continuation of yesterday's "beautification" theme.  For those who know me, a big day of effort into my appearance is blow drying my hair (why bother, I have to pull all 100lbs of it back to actually do anything and humidity????? fegettaboutit!).

Anyway - today was Spa day in Spain!  Not a national event or even a promotional one like Spa week in NYC or DC.  It was just a chance for me to enjoy a day of pampering in the form of a massage and facial.  Let me just say it was wonderful.  It seems, however, that quitting your job in a down economy and deciding NOT to look for employment, rather travel the world, is stressful!

My masseuse, who was polish just could not contain herself upon hearing my last name because, I believe, she thought I spoke polish.  I don't.  As she begins the massage with what appears to be EVOO, she asks "did you say that you've been here for 6 weeks on vacation?" I tell her yes, to which she responds "you're too young (SCORE!) to be this stressed especially on such a long vacation".  Wow - who needs fortune tellers or palm readers?  Go get your back massaged!

After being completely de-knotted, it was time for a collagen facial which they say "improves facial texture and replenishes collagen lost [after a certain age]".  I really have no idea what that means but after 6 long weeks of daily SPF 30 sunblock application, your face really does start to appear abused.  By the time these two wonderful ladies are finished, I walk out onto Pasage Garcia (the equivalent of 5th ave) a complete grease ball with the inability to form a single sentence.  May I reiterate, it was WONDERFUL.  I am so relaxed!

A side note to all this - when they massage you with EVOO your skin really does glisten and take on an appearance usually reserved for Mediterranean goddesses, like Sophia Loren (hell, she's gorgeous even now when she's in her.... what 80's or something?).  However, in 1000% humidity and oppressive heat you take on the appearance of a heavy set man who's just run (maybe walked briskly) through the airport trying to make his flight.  You know the one.... he enters the plane drenched and just slightly less wet than a tsunami and you know he's about to sit in the middle seat locking you in between him and the window.  Yea, ain't pretty.

So after going home to attempt looking presentable (I'm so on a beauty roll!) I've decide to hike it on down to my favorite vegetarian restaurant - Teresa Carles (I've blogged about this on the food topic) for a healthy dinner and of course, VINO!  (My dining faux-pa equivalent to the fast food, super sized meal deal with a diet soda but I don't care)

In effect, this was my entire day today.

Oh and it's my birthday.  Damn day - every year.  WHY???!!!????  Don't ask how old I am, I'm at the age where I'll just lie about it anyway.