don't make me leave

OK, I am home (noooooo!) from THE spa. Ohmigosh! It was the most fantastic, relaxing time ever. Mom, Liz, and I laughed and laughed. I thought we were going to float to the ceiling like Uncle Albert in Mary Poppins at one point.

Thankfully, there was no lemon-infused water incident, though there was a close call with a cup of java.

One of the funniest things was on the way up the mountain, when we were wishing there were a "therapy room" in which we could all three be in to enjoy our back massages. Don't know who it was who came up with it, but we figured what we were wanting was a massage a trois. It caught all three of us off guard and we nearly drove off the side of the mountain laughing about it.

We ate lots of good food. We relaxed in the whirlpool. We relaxed in the lounge. We even relaxed in the relaxation room (no, really, see for yourself... we decided this must be what Heaven's waiting room must be like):

The Relaxation Room at Westglow Resort Spa

We did actually get a bit of exercise (treadmill and aquacise class) and I got a hair cut. But, for as much as we crammed into those two and a half days, the weekend went way too fast.