verbicide | if i were a field, you would be in clover

I have no idea what this song means. But I love it. I think it's about suicide. For attention? No idea. Aahhhh. Songs must have meaning.

Anyhow. Yay for Sundays. I decidedly did not clean the kitchen, but sat around watching more Veronica Mars and messing with the TiVo. I need to hook the vcr up properly so I can transfer things. No idea how to do it.

Met Jeff at U Village and squeeed at all the card-making pretties. God. The very small part of me that is a be-ribboned, pink, frilly frock-wearing girl came out in full force. Jeff, admirably, did not bolt from the store, but carried things and was helpful. We grabbed a quick lunch and hurried to Habitude.

Spa treatments are so sublime. And weird. I mean, they're so intimate. But unless you're a regular, it's not like you're going to have a meaningful relationship with this person. As Jeff put it, "..in the middle of the treatment, I find myself having such affection for this person who is making me feel so incredibly good..." It's true.

We got there a bit late (*shakes fist at the accursed 45th St). I dropped Jeff off and parked. By the time I went in, he was already off to change and get ready for his massage. I was guided upstairs to the women's changing room. I put on a plush robe and slippers and stowed my stuff in the locker.

[Side note: They have a really nice system. You open the locker, put your stuff inside, then lock/unlock it via a password keypad. You enter 4 digits you want, and push this key-button. To open it, you enter your password again. Anyhow--I thought it was cool to not have to mess with locker keys.]

I changed and had some lemon-infused water and waited for Lianne. She came for me a few minutes later and led me to the treatment room. She stepped out so I could disrobe and slip between the towels on the table. A few minutes later, she came back in and commenced with my salt scrub.

My. God. It felt so fucking goooooooooood. She drizzled hot scented oil, then sort of sprayed a fine mist of cool sea-salt. Then there was the rubbing. Purrrrrrrrrrr. It was like being lightly massaged and scratched at the same time. It's heaven. Section by section. Arm, leg, back, shoulders. Seriously, better than sex. Or close enough to it.

After the salt-scrub, she fitted this domed tent over my body, excluding my head. Steam was piped from the foot of the table and I was kept cool because she kept massaging my face and neck with a cool towel and iced...pebble-things. Because my face wasn't inside the tent, I didn't really catch on to how hot it was. At one point, I put my hand on my stomach and realized that my whole body was drenched in sweat. It was glorious and cleansing and just omfg. Purrrrrrrrrrr. Eventually she turned the temperature down and opened the tent up before I actually poached. She stepped out, I put on a clean towel and she was waiting outside with a glass of cool water--much needed.

She led me to the Rainforest Shower--9 jets of steamy water. I took a very long shower--a lovely shower, with lovely Aveda hair/body products. I finally stepped out, dried off and bathed in some moisturizer. A new clean robe was ready for me and I blissfully wandered back to the changing room.

The worse part is having to put on clothes again. I just wanted to spend the rest of the day wandering around in that lavish robe. But I got dressed and went to wait for Jeff, who had an equally blissful time with his masseuse.

My skin feels absurdly soft and the whole experience was so relaxing and indulgent. Loved it. Not something I could do all the time (too pricey and I'm not sure I can handle being that relaxed that often) but it was spectacular. Puuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Anyhow. Once that was over, Jeff and I were human-pudding. I dropped him back at U Village and met Sarah to catch up and make her listen to my spa experience in excruciating detail. She was very patient. Hee. We hung out and made our way to Racha Thai for dinner and Judy would be so proud--Sarah ate her shrimp tails. We were going to see Bride & Prejudice, but trying to find parking in lower Queen Anne when there's a Key Arena event was so time consuming, we actually couldn't make it. And neither one of us much minded. We wandered past Twice Told Tales and were sucked in by the forces of Fine Literature (specifically, the Children's section). Much squeeage occurred, and really, the sign of a spectacular bookstore is a wandering kitty, and this shop had three. God they were wonderful. God I love cats. How do people not love cats? What kind of sick people are they? Excuse me, I must go pet Hobbes.

Anyhow. Our wallets lightened, we strolled back to the car.

I bought:
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator
The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar (And Six More)
Matilda
Jacob Have I Loved
The Doonesbury Chronicles (A giant collection of the beginning of the strip)

In case it's not obvious, I am a Roald Dahl enthusiast. His Omnibus (dark tales for adults) is also excellent.

I was glad to get another early night in. I got home, fed the voracious beast, tidied up my flat and am now doing laundry and the dishes and generally preparing for another work week.

My goal this week is to get into bed by a geriatric-10pm. I need the rest, and I also realize that I'd like more time in the morning instead of bolting out the door with my hair uncombed. It'd be nice to get up, have breakfast, spend some time with Hobbes, and then set out with a comfortable travel margin.

Judy is coming over tomorrow night for dinner and chill-time. She's wonderful. She asked if we could have some hang-out time because the next month is crazy for us both. Both of us have visitors coming and travel plans coming up, and it was just a lovely idea to have some time to hang out together. I love her. So I suggested she come over for dinner after Amanda's class tomorrow. Yay! A quick WW friendly meal of balsamic chicken and mushrooms over rice.

Eek! 45 min before bedtime! Still some cleaning up to do and I think I can squeeze in one more Veronica Mars episode!