I usually try to celebrate my birthday with one of my oldest friends. We planned to go to Mexico but a little hurricane named Rina changed our plans and the airlines cancelled all flights.
My birthday is a touchy subject. It can either be really good or terribly wrong. I have such high expectations for it since I really don't celebrate holidays. This year kinda sucked. I feel like a spoiled brat for saying that since I woke up and all. I spent my birthday completely ALONE. Whoa is me. My kid was away at college and husband was out of town working. Their presents were hidden in the house. I was told were to find them. That was cute but I really hate being alone. Does this make me a brat? I realize your birthday is really only important to you. Next year, I'm really going away.
This is where we went in 2010...
Since the trip was cancelled, I worked a 1/2 day. Renewed my CPR license (so I could keep my job) and then I went to the spa. I got a massage and a facial. I don't like facials. They covered my face in this gel and put this steamer thing over me. I was struggling to breath, my eyes were burning and then the lady left me to percolate. Total waste.... I could have gone in the shower with Noxzema for better results.
Massage was good, I guess. I requested deep tissue but, I was sore for several days afterwards...WTF. The masseuse said my skin was sooo soft. She kept talking to me, asking me what I used. I finally told her after I shower, I cover myself in olive oil while my skin in wet then I dry off. She was in total amazement. She sent me a thank you card saying that they are now using olive oil in the salon.
I should have told her it was a "secret recipe" and sold her some scented olive oil. I suck at being a hustler!
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