I know the answer is yes, cause if your anything like me, then you would have crawled over cut glass to visit a Day Spa today... Well thanks to the best Husband and the Best Father in Law, there was no crawling to the Day Spa for me. Just a leisurely drive in the car ALONE. That's alone, in the peaceful car, with no-one but Me. And peace. And quiet.
It started with a foot bath and scrub whilst dressed in nothin but my sexiest Bonds undies and Endotas ultra plush bath robe. I made a little bit of light conversation, obviously pointing out the fact that I have "5" kids. Yes, DO feel sorry for me. OK, I'll take the title of Super Mum. Uh-huh, OK.
Then up I clambered onto that massage table to commence the dribbling.
The full body massage was Ohhhhhh. Aaaaaaa. No that's OK. YES... Harder - Amazingly pleasurable yet painful thanks to those pesky knots found under my chicken wings. I s'pose you can't have the pleasure without a bit of pain.
Next up was a "body brush" which can only be described as, a human horse brushing... I have nothing further to say on that!
I didn't realise how much my dishpan man hands were pleading to be coated in clay and then wrapped up in little white mittens.
Role me up in that warming body Cocoon baby, and go ahead - find those pressure points.
There may have been a slightly awkward moment when I thought about Baby Lucy, which in turn provoked an involuntary leaking of the milk tankers!
Slight level of concern was mounting over how much hot oil was being poured into my hair for the scalp massage. I don't do the greasy/slicked back look very well! Hang on a minute, I'm headed to the hairdresser after this. Problem solved. Back to dribbling.
Doesn't 2.5 hours sure fly when your having fun. No sooner had I lied down then I found myself back in reception (a little greasier than normal) perusing the stands for my post treatment purchase!
Oooop there it is.
Heaven - pure, organic, relaxing, dreamy, and very much needed - Heaven.
OK, now off home to pick up a certain little six year old girl who has NEVER sat in a hairdressers chair before!
It's time to even up those wild, crazy, rambunctious, mind of their own locks.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Theres nothin like a new doo or two.
Happy weekend everybody.