We are heading to Florida on Friday, so I have also been busy packing, making arrangements for the dogs and primping myself.
Now, thanks to the snow storm forecast for the East Coast, I have been checking the weather forecast every 15 minutes in addition to all my other responsibilities. I've been attempting to channel my inner Buddhist and chill. Whatever will be will be.
(BUT IF I'M STUCK IN SNOWY JERSEY WHEN I SHOULD BE PLAYING TENNIS IN 70 DEGREE WEATHER, I'LL BE ONE CRANKY MOTHER.)
So, I'm preparing as if I'm departing tomorrow.
Yesterday I had my first pedicure in over 4 months. The poor girl spent about an hour scraping my heels. The sweat was dripping down her head while I sat on my massaging chair pompously reading an US Magazine. I tipped her very generously for taking on that very unpleasant task.
Tomorrow morning, I get my first spray tan in a long, long, time. I gave it up a few months ago after my sisters had a "spray tan intervention" and told me I looked orange.
I'm going to a new place where all the ladies "in the know" tell me I will be transformed from pasty white pale face to hot bronzed goddess, all for the low, low, price of $39.
After I get hot looking I will load up the minivan with golf clubs, tennis rackets and suitcases, pick up the girls from school and cruise on up the turnpike to the Newark International Airport, where, God willing, our Jet Blue flight will depart at 7 PM sharp.
Pray for us...and I'll catch y'all next week.
Now, thanks to the snow storm forecast for the East Coast, I have been checking the weather forecast every 15 minutes in addition to all my other responsibilities. I've been attempting to channel my inner Buddhist and chill. Whatever will be will be.
(BUT IF I'M STUCK IN SNOWY JERSEY WHEN I SHOULD BE PLAYING TENNIS IN 70 DEGREE WEATHER, I'LL BE ONE CRANKY MOTHER.)
So, I'm preparing as if I'm departing tomorrow.
Yesterday I had my first pedicure in over 4 months. The poor girl spent about an hour scraping my heels. The sweat was dripping down her head while I sat on my massaging chair pompously reading an US Magazine. I tipped her very generously for taking on that very unpleasant task.
Tomorrow morning, I get my first spray tan in a long, long, time. I gave it up a few months ago after my sisters had a "spray tan intervention" and told me I looked orange.
I'm going to a new place where all the ladies "in the know" tell me I will be transformed from pasty white pale face to hot bronzed goddess, all for the low, low, price of $39.
After I get hot looking I will load up the minivan with golf clubs, tennis rackets and suitcases, pick up the girls from school and cruise on up the turnpike to the Newark International Airport, where, God willing, our Jet Blue flight will depart at 7 PM sharp.
Pray for us...and I'll catch y'all next week.