Day (spa) tripping

I indulged myself with a trip to the Spa Reflection Day Spa today. When I made the appointment, I said I wanted someone who really knew her stuff. When I got there, I put myself in the hands of Nicole. I told her she was making all the decisions about my hair because I obviously kept repeating the same bad ones. She had two mandates- make it stylish and make it feminine. I think she succeeded on both counts. She took her time, getting to know my hair- it’s thin, fine and frizzy- and then gave me a phase one haircut on the way to the style she thinks will suit me best. In six weeks, we do the phase two cut and possibly perm my crown. After that, we may play with highlights, who knows?

I can’t wait for Kel to get back out here, I think she will love the place, too.
The Spa Reflection is wonderful, very user friendly, and a full-service spa. Want a massage? A bikini wax? A facial? The full range of hair services? How about a manicure? I had my acrylic nails “filled” today by Kim, a lovely Vietnamese woman with excellent English skills and superlative manicure skills. Like Nicole, she took her time. What an artist! My nails have never looked so good… or so red! She gave them a gel coat, and they look like the paint job on a brand new car. Vroom!

I looked so good I took myself out to lunch at Coco’s, where I had crab cakes, cole slaw and iced tea. Yum. Now I am back at the apartment doodling with my blog rather than cleaning house and doing laundry. I don’t want to get mussed. :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to two of my dearest friends in the world, Taffy and Marcia.
Taffy has been my friend and advisor since the late 60’s. Dave and I went to high school with her son Lucian and became fast friends with Taffy and her late husband Casey. What a great couple. Taffy is 81, still drives, still works, and has a sister MayBeth who, at 91, still teaches full time at a private high school. Long may they both sail.
I met Marcia in 1983 when I finally went back to college. She was my biology lab instructor. (No, she’s not that much older than me… remember, I was a late bloomer). She and I are both transplanted Michiganians and kindred spirits. She’s one of the smartest, kindest, most feminine people I know with only one glaring flaw… she is a sports nut. Go figure.

News from the home front: Mother has “killed” the receiver so she can’t watch her Westerns until Jake gets over there and finds out what she did to make the audio go away. I was able to walk her caregiver through troubleshooting-long distance- two times since I got here, but the third was the charm. Sigh.