I learned something today. I do NOT like rye bread. Ugh! What is the deal with that junk? Why does it taste like a mixture of vinegar and pickle juice? Gross, gross, gross!
Our air conditioner froze up today. That is not good since it is mega hot here. The repair people are going to be here tomorrow to fix it. The dude we talked to said that it sounds like it just needs freon, but he can't look at it until the ice melts. It is pretty hot in here right now.
Will set a fan up in the living room and Willis thinks it is his new girlfriend. He has talked to it non-stop! I think he is in love. He has counted to FIVE for it many times and keeps telling it the creepy crawler is coming and "tickle, tickle, tickle!" I can hear him down there right now talking away.
I read in a magazine yesterday that if you cut your sugar down to 45 grams per day and your calories to 1500, you will lose weight easily. The 1500 calories a day is easy and I thought the 45 grams of sugar a day would be too. Whatever! Everything has sugar in it...everything. For breakfast, I had coffee, a Kashi bar, and yogurt and was already up to 35 grams....forget that idea.
I went to Ingles today and they were giving away free watermelons if you spent $50 or more. My bill only came to $35 so I didn't get one. I get tired of paying $6 for green watermelons. I'll have to make a trip to the produce market this week.
There isn't anything new around here. Oh yeah...no one...not one single person... has called me about a job. I even put an ad in the paper saying I would sit with hospitalized or house confined people while their family runs errands, works, whatever...no luck. Oh well, I'm not overly disappointed. I've been keeping myself busy with things that I have let slip around the house, so that's an advantage to not working I guess. I'll keep my ad in the paper a while longer.
In case you are wondering, I can still hear Willis talking to the fan. He is doing his high/low thing right now, where he sings the word "high" in a very high octave and then "low" in a low octave...funny stuff.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
THE GOLDEN RULE
Isn't the news depressing these days? Will and I have often discussed opening a news station that just broadcasted good news. Wouldn't that be a concept?
Luke 6:31-"And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise." The Golden Rule. People across the world are familiar with this common motto of humanity. Do unto others as you'd have done unto you. A simple, but powerful, statement.
Sometimes I find myself wondering how there could be so much hate in this world. But, I personally feel there is more good out there and the bad is just focused on. The shock factor appears to lure us in. News stations provide "teasers" throughout the day such as, "Watch at 6 to learn about the baby that was thrown in the dumpster." or "Woman runs over her husband after he cheats on her."
Because of all the negativity in the world, little things that are "good" stand out to me in a major way. This past Sunday, Will and I were at a redlight. In front of us was a big Mercedes. An elderly man was driving it and he had a wheelchair tied to the back of it. When the light turned green, the man's car would not move. Will jumped out and began pushing the car to try and help him get out of the busy road and into a nearby parking lot.
He was pushing as hard as he could. That type of car is very heavy and he wasn't making much progress. It was also really hot that day. As I wondered what we were going to do to help this man, I noticed the man behind me open his truck door. He ran up to the car and began helping Will push. Even with the both of them, it was barely moving.
As they sweated, a truck coming in the other direction stopped in the median and a man ran over as fast as he could to help them. Now there were 3. A few seconds later, two men in a nearby parking lot sprinted to the car and began pushing. Now there were 5 of them. They pushed it a pretty long way. They stood in the parking lot, hands on their knees, trying to catch their breath. They gave each other a quick grin and then went back to where they came from knowing that they helped someone in need.
As I observed all of this, I teared up. Man is good. Man does do unto others as they would have done unto them. There is more good out there than bad. The bad are just given unnecessary attention.
"Tune in a 6 to hear about 5 strangers who worked together to help a man in need." Wouldn't that be a concept?
Luke 6:31-"And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise." The Golden Rule. People across the world are familiar with this common motto of humanity. Do unto others as you'd have done unto you. A simple, but powerful, statement.
Sometimes I find myself wondering how there could be so much hate in this world. But, I personally feel there is more good out there and the bad is just focused on. The shock factor appears to lure us in. News stations provide "teasers" throughout the day such as, "Watch at 6 to learn about the baby that was thrown in the dumpster." or "Woman runs over her husband after he cheats on her."
Because of all the negativity in the world, little things that are "good" stand out to me in a major way. This past Sunday, Will and I were at a redlight. In front of us was a big Mercedes. An elderly man was driving it and he had a wheelchair tied to the back of it. When the light turned green, the man's car would not move. Will jumped out and began pushing the car to try and help him get out of the busy road and into a nearby parking lot.
He was pushing as hard as he could. That type of car is very heavy and he wasn't making much progress. It was also really hot that day. As I wondered what we were going to do to help this man, I noticed the man behind me open his truck door. He ran up to the car and began helping Will push. Even with the both of them, it was barely moving.
As they sweated, a truck coming in the other direction stopped in the median and a man ran over as fast as he could to help them. Now there were 3. A few seconds later, two men in a nearby parking lot sprinted to the car and began pushing. Now there were 5 of them. They pushed it a pretty long way. They stood in the parking lot, hands on their knees, trying to catch their breath. They gave each other a quick grin and then went back to where they came from knowing that they helped someone in need.
As I observed all of this, I teared up. Man is good. Man does do unto others as they would have done unto them. There is more good out there than bad. The bad are just given unnecessary attention.
"Tune in a 6 to hear about 5 strangers who worked together to help a man in need." Wouldn't that be a concept?
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
HH TRIP
We’d never been to Hilton Head and decided to go there on vacation this year. We were there Tuesday-Saturday of last week. We stayed at Sea Pines Resort and it was a very laid back kind of place…loved it.
We arrived on the island about 3:00 Tuesday. After some initial confusion with our reservation, we were given a map to our villa. As we drove to it, we were pleasantly surprised by the beautiful trees that lined the road. It felt as if we were in the woods, not at the beach.
Our place was on the second floor overlooking the pool…score! The condo was really large. It had everything in it, from a kitchen to a full sized walk-in closet in the bedroom. The bathtub was unlike any I had ever seen. It was very deep and to get in it, we had to climb up some stairs up and then climb down into it…hard to explain. It was crazy, but soaking in it was nice. Above the tub was a huge sky light which allowed us views of the sky and trees…relaxing.
Beside the pool was a lagoon. In the lagoon, was an alligator. There are many alligators over the Sea Pines Resort property. There are signs telling people not to feed them. What does one try to feed an alligator anyway? Cheetos?
Tuesday night we ate at a restaurant called Topside at the Quarterdeck. It was right on the marina and we were given a window view. The sun was going down and it was just gorgeous. I had filet mignon which was really good. Will had some kind of pineapple salsa pork chop which he also liked. For dessert, he had bourbon pecan pie, which he ate in about two bites. After dinner, we walked around the marina a while and then headed out to the beach. It was absolutely breath taking because the moon was full and it was lit up and it was just wonderful. Being out there that night released months of stored up stress in seconds.
Wednesday morning, we got on our bikes and headed to a bakery. I guess I should tell you about the bikes. At this resort, you rent beach bikes, which are nothing like the spin bikes I am used to. Beach bikes have huge seats and loose handlebars. Spin bikes have tiny seats and stationary handle bars.
I didn’t think I would have any problems on the beach bike. WRONG! I quickly realized as we headed out that when people passed me going the opposite way, my bike would lean into them instead of away like I told it to do! Oh yes, I was talking to it. By the end of the trip, I was saying some words to it that nice southern girls don’t say.
I had the worst time trying to get used to that thing. The biking itself was very easy. It required little physical effort. It was the trying not to hit people part that was hard. I never did get used to it the entire time I was there. I screamed a lot and crashed a lot. Will, on the other hand, loved them. And, he loved making fun of me.
After breakfast, we headed to Lawton Stables where we had an appointment to go on an hour long horseback ride. Neither one of us have ridden many horses. The first thing we had to do when we got there was sign a waiver of course. Then we were directed to a bench with a can of bug spray and were told that it was “highly suggested” that we apply bug spray. If you live in the south and someone tells you that you should probably put on bug spray, how many of you would do it? Raise your hand. Just as I thought, all of you!
Well, this one dang city slicker decided she was too good for bug spray so I was like, whatever, you will learn. Once we were directed over to the horses and told to wait in a line, she got bit by something and about had a cow. And, I about had a cow laughing! I’m laughing now just thinking about it. It was just too hilarious! Guess what she did next? Had her son run back to the bench to get the bug spray where she proceeded to spray it on herself with the horses right beside us. Guess who doesn’t like bug spray? Horses! They started neighing…is that how you spell it…and having a fit. I then gave city slicker the look that said it all.
Ok, while we waited in a line, we were sized up by a man who would get a horse and then scan the line for the person that he thought would be suitable for it. I’m guessing that weight was a big factor. Will got picked to ride a horse named Bonita. He was given basic instructions on how to direct the horse and went and waited in line with the others.
My horse’s name was Tiger Lily and it was an adventure getting on her. For one thing, right when I had one leg over, she started trying to walk. That was really fun. Then once I finally got up there, the stirrups were too long and it took them FOREVER to fix them. Everyone else waited patiently for me. I keep telling them just to let my feet hang, but they told me I needed them in case we galloped. I don’t know who they thought was going to be doing any galloping, because I sure wasn’t! When I finally got near Will, I was like, “Were you scared that the horse was going to throw me off?” He said he didn’t even know the entire time that anything was wrong. Men!
Finally got on the trail and took an hour ride through the woods. It was really beautiful. We saw a snake and a gator. There was one problem though. About 10 minutes into the ride, I started hurting…my thighs and bootie. The girl in front of me, whose horse had major gas, told me that I would be sore in my abs the next day. She was right. I was pretty much sore everywhere. But, I don’t regret doing it. It was fun. Will really enjoyed it as well, more than he thought he would.
Once we got back to the stable, Will’s horse decided she wasn’t waiting for all the other horses. She tried to squeeze through all of us to get to the front and when that didn’t work she backed up and went the other way. Will was like, “Hello? Hello?” She wouldn’t do anything he told her to and I greatly enjoyed the laugh.
At the end, they take pictures. They told me and Will to get side by side on the horses and they would take the picture. Let me tell you, Tiger Lily was not about to take any pictures! They kept telling me to pull tighter on the reins so she would stop. I couldn’t have pulled any tighter. She wanted to get back in line with the other horses. The staff told me that she is the most temperamental horse that they have and that’s when Will proceeded to tell them that they picked the perfect rider for her. He’s a wiener. Anyway, they snapped the pictures the best they could.
After the horse ride, we went to the beach for a while. It was way too hot and we didn’t bring our umbrella. And Mr. Will refused to wear his bathing suit…because he likes to drive me utterly insane…so we couldn’t get in the water. We went back to the room and took a nap until it was time to get ready for dinner.
We chose a BBQ place that was supposed to be really good. It was off the resort and we were really looking forward to it. Will ended up loving his ribs. I got pulled pork and thought it looked exactly like pasta noodles. It was gross.
Next we went over to a little shopping center. We went into one place that had different kinds of bird things, like key rings, coffee mugs, etc. We are always on the lookout for Willis look-alike stuff so we looked forever in that place for him. We couldn’t find anything. We were disappointed, but on the way out, I glanced at a shelf and could not believe my eyes! There was a figurine that looked just like Willis! I had a little celebration right there in the store. It was only $14 and we love it.
Next, we walked by a shop that had a Macaw outside of its shop. Her name was Tiki. It was crazy because the bird just gets out of its cage when it wants to and walks down the sidewalk! Once it got down and started walking far away so Will went in to tell the owner and I got down there with her and tried to convince her to go back to her cage. Yes, the people walking by thought I was insane. The owner came out and told us that the bird likes to walk in the shop next door and pull the clothes off their racks! I sat there and played with that bird for like an hour straight. I had to get out my Willis statue, of course, to show the owner.
While we were talking to him, some punk kids came up and tried to harass the poor bird. The owner pushed one of them and told them to leave and I thought we were getting ready to be involved in a lovely little brawl. “Daddy and Mama, Can y’all come get us? We done got in a fight up in here at the Hilton Head and this is the only call we get.” I was sad to leave Tiki and wish I would have taken a picture of her.
Thursday morning, we slept in and then went and had lunch at a little place on the beach. We had picked up a beach umbrella the night before so we were prepared for the day. But, once we got on the beach, I noticed that it was way too windy for the umbrella. Do you think stubborn head would listen to me? Noooooo! He tried to put it up and it flipped inside out and flew off and it was all he could do to keep it from hitting some people behind us. We provided lots of entertainment while we worked to get it put away.
We sat out at the beach awhile and then headed home to get ready for dinner at an Italian place that I was excited about. It was a fancy little place and we loved it. I had homemade ribbons of pasta with marinara, veal, pork, and beef….yummy stuff. Will had duck which he absolutely loved. He did think of Willis once but the guilt passed quickly. For dessert, we had Tiramisu. I had mine boxed up but drank some very good coffee while I waited on him to finish. We went out to the marina afterwards and walked around a while.
Friday morning, I was determined to get some more beach time in. We had a quick breakfast and then got out there fairly early. We were able to set our umbrella up this time and opened it when we got hot. We even got in the water once. I couldn’t believe it. Since the whole sting ray incident (another story), I usually don’t get in the water. But, it was fun and I stayed close to Will so I could jump on his back if anything weird came by in the water.
We stayed on the beach the better part of the day. Late afternoon we came home and got our bikes and rode them on the beach. I really enjoyed that because there weren’t any people to hit! It was relaxing.
We had dinner at a place on the golf course. It was a little too snooty for us and the food wasn’t good. Also, I don’t think they like it when you wear your lime green flip flops with the blue parrots on them in there.
Saturday morning we packed up and headed home. I was very sad to leave, but was glad to get home as well. It was a good trip.
We arrived on the island about 3:00 Tuesday. After some initial confusion with our reservation, we were given a map to our villa. As we drove to it, we were pleasantly surprised by the beautiful trees that lined the road. It felt as if we were in the woods, not at the beach.
Our place was on the second floor overlooking the pool…score! The condo was really large. It had everything in it, from a kitchen to a full sized walk-in closet in the bedroom. The bathtub was unlike any I had ever seen. It was very deep and to get in it, we had to climb up some stairs up and then climb down into it…hard to explain. It was crazy, but soaking in it was nice. Above the tub was a huge sky light which allowed us views of the sky and trees…relaxing.
Beside the pool was a lagoon. In the lagoon, was an alligator. There are many alligators over the Sea Pines Resort property. There are signs telling people not to feed them. What does one try to feed an alligator anyway? Cheetos?
Tuesday night we ate at a restaurant called Topside at the Quarterdeck. It was right on the marina and we were given a window view. The sun was going down and it was just gorgeous. I had filet mignon which was really good. Will had some kind of pineapple salsa pork chop which he also liked. For dessert, he had bourbon pecan pie, which he ate in about two bites. After dinner, we walked around the marina a while and then headed out to the beach. It was absolutely breath taking because the moon was full and it was lit up and it was just wonderful. Being out there that night released months of stored up stress in seconds.
Wednesday morning, we got on our bikes and headed to a bakery. I guess I should tell you about the bikes. At this resort, you rent beach bikes, which are nothing like the spin bikes I am used to. Beach bikes have huge seats and loose handlebars. Spin bikes have tiny seats and stationary handle bars.
I didn’t think I would have any problems on the beach bike. WRONG! I quickly realized as we headed out that when people passed me going the opposite way, my bike would lean into them instead of away like I told it to do! Oh yes, I was talking to it. By the end of the trip, I was saying some words to it that nice southern girls don’t say.
I had the worst time trying to get used to that thing. The biking itself was very easy. It required little physical effort. It was the trying not to hit people part that was hard. I never did get used to it the entire time I was there. I screamed a lot and crashed a lot. Will, on the other hand, loved them. And, he loved making fun of me.
After breakfast, we headed to Lawton Stables where we had an appointment to go on an hour long horseback ride. Neither one of us have ridden many horses. The first thing we had to do when we got there was sign a waiver of course. Then we were directed to a bench with a can of bug spray and were told that it was “highly suggested” that we apply bug spray. If you live in the south and someone tells you that you should probably put on bug spray, how many of you would do it? Raise your hand. Just as I thought, all of you!
Well, this one dang city slicker decided she was too good for bug spray so I was like, whatever, you will learn. Once we were directed over to the horses and told to wait in a line, she got bit by something and about had a cow. And, I about had a cow laughing! I’m laughing now just thinking about it. It was just too hilarious! Guess what she did next? Had her son run back to the bench to get the bug spray where she proceeded to spray it on herself with the horses right beside us. Guess who doesn’t like bug spray? Horses! They started neighing…is that how you spell it…and having a fit. I then gave city slicker the look that said it all.
Ok, while we waited in a line, we were sized up by a man who would get a horse and then scan the line for the person that he thought would be suitable for it. I’m guessing that weight was a big factor. Will got picked to ride a horse named Bonita. He was given basic instructions on how to direct the horse and went and waited in line with the others.
My horse’s name was Tiger Lily and it was an adventure getting on her. For one thing, right when I had one leg over, she started trying to walk. That was really fun. Then once I finally got up there, the stirrups were too long and it took them FOREVER to fix them. Everyone else waited patiently for me. I keep telling them just to let my feet hang, but they told me I needed them in case we galloped. I don’t know who they thought was going to be doing any galloping, because I sure wasn’t! When I finally got near Will, I was like, “Were you scared that the horse was going to throw me off?” He said he didn’t even know the entire time that anything was wrong. Men!
Finally got on the trail and took an hour ride through the woods. It was really beautiful. We saw a snake and a gator. There was one problem though. About 10 minutes into the ride, I started hurting…my thighs and bootie. The girl in front of me, whose horse had major gas, told me that I would be sore in my abs the next day. She was right. I was pretty much sore everywhere. But, I don’t regret doing it. It was fun. Will really enjoyed it as well, more than he thought he would.
Once we got back to the stable, Will’s horse decided she wasn’t waiting for all the other horses. She tried to squeeze through all of us to get to the front and when that didn’t work she backed up and went the other way. Will was like, “Hello? Hello?” She wouldn’t do anything he told her to and I greatly enjoyed the laugh.
At the end, they take pictures. They told me and Will to get side by side on the horses and they would take the picture. Let me tell you, Tiger Lily was not about to take any pictures! They kept telling me to pull tighter on the reins so she would stop. I couldn’t have pulled any tighter. She wanted to get back in line with the other horses. The staff told me that she is the most temperamental horse that they have and that’s when Will proceeded to tell them that they picked the perfect rider for her. He’s a wiener. Anyway, they snapped the pictures the best they could.
After the horse ride, we went to the beach for a while. It was way too hot and we didn’t bring our umbrella. And Mr. Will refused to wear his bathing suit…because he likes to drive me utterly insane…so we couldn’t get in the water. We went back to the room and took a nap until it was time to get ready for dinner.
We chose a BBQ place that was supposed to be really good. It was off the resort and we were really looking forward to it. Will ended up loving his ribs. I got pulled pork and thought it looked exactly like pasta noodles. It was gross.
Next we went over to a little shopping center. We went into one place that had different kinds of bird things, like key rings, coffee mugs, etc. We are always on the lookout for Willis look-alike stuff so we looked forever in that place for him. We couldn’t find anything. We were disappointed, but on the way out, I glanced at a shelf and could not believe my eyes! There was a figurine that looked just like Willis! I had a little celebration right there in the store. It was only $14 and we love it.
Next, we walked by a shop that had a Macaw outside of its shop. Her name was Tiki. It was crazy because the bird just gets out of its cage when it wants to and walks down the sidewalk! Once it got down and started walking far away so Will went in to tell the owner and I got down there with her and tried to convince her to go back to her cage. Yes, the people walking by thought I was insane. The owner came out and told us that the bird likes to walk in the shop next door and pull the clothes off their racks! I sat there and played with that bird for like an hour straight. I had to get out my Willis statue, of course, to show the owner.
While we were talking to him, some punk kids came up and tried to harass the poor bird. The owner pushed one of them and told them to leave and I thought we were getting ready to be involved in a lovely little brawl. “Daddy and Mama, Can y’all come get us? We done got in a fight up in here at the Hilton Head and this is the only call we get.” I was sad to leave Tiki and wish I would have taken a picture of her.
Thursday morning, we slept in and then went and had lunch at a little place on the beach. We had picked up a beach umbrella the night before so we were prepared for the day. But, once we got on the beach, I noticed that it was way too windy for the umbrella. Do you think stubborn head would listen to me? Noooooo! He tried to put it up and it flipped inside out and flew off and it was all he could do to keep it from hitting some people behind us. We provided lots of entertainment while we worked to get it put away.
We sat out at the beach awhile and then headed home to get ready for dinner at an Italian place that I was excited about. It was a fancy little place and we loved it. I had homemade ribbons of pasta with marinara, veal, pork, and beef….yummy stuff. Will had duck which he absolutely loved. He did think of Willis once but the guilt passed quickly. For dessert, we had Tiramisu. I had mine boxed up but drank some very good coffee while I waited on him to finish. We went out to the marina afterwards and walked around a while.
Friday morning, I was determined to get some more beach time in. We had a quick breakfast and then got out there fairly early. We were able to set our umbrella up this time and opened it when we got hot. We even got in the water once. I couldn’t believe it. Since the whole sting ray incident (another story), I usually don’t get in the water. But, it was fun and I stayed close to Will so I could jump on his back if anything weird came by in the water.
We stayed on the beach the better part of the day. Late afternoon we came home and got our bikes and rode them on the beach. I really enjoyed that because there weren’t any people to hit! It was relaxing.
We had dinner at a place on the golf course. It was a little too snooty for us and the food wasn’t good. Also, I don’t think they like it when you wear your lime green flip flops with the blue parrots on them in there.
Saturday morning we packed up and headed home. I was very sad to leave, but was glad to get home as well. It was a good trip.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
SPINNING AND BBQ
I, quite possibly, could get used to this being on break stuff really fast. I am looking for a job to fill my time between break and the start of a new class beginning in August. Part of me wants someone to call and part of me doesn't. I have applied for 11 jobs so far, anything from Wal-Mart to a home health sitter. Maybe someone will call tomorrow. Maybe they wont.
This morning I got up around 8 and crawled downstairs to the coffee pot. Since the onset of nursing school, I have become quite obsessed with coffee...absolutely can't function without it. As I sipped it with my eyes closed, I tried to plan out some sort of day.
Most of you know that I like to spin (check it out at spinning.com). I used to spin every day and was part of a very active class at the gym. I even bought my own bike to use at home. After a couple of years, I managed to get myself in pretty decent shape. Then some idiot literally came and burned the gym down one night. He was a disgruntled employee. That is another story. Anyway, it broke my heart. I tried two other gyms and they were just nothing like the first place. I rode at home off and on when I could, but since the start of school, I've barely had time to breathe. Couple that with the fact that fast food is a large part of my diet between clinicals and lecture and...presto...the addition of TWENTY pounds...lovely.
So, I informed myself this morning during my coffee wake-up ritual that I was going to get on my spin bike today. I decided to go to the store first and buy some motivation music...JT is what I ended up with. I cranked him up loud and just rode all out for 30 minutes making up my own routine as I went along. Even though my muscles were screaming at me the whole time, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I probably wont be able to walk tomorrow, but I plan to get back on and continue to do so until I can do an hour again and then I will try again to find a good spin class to join.
Will came home for lunch after my little workout and I made him lunch. He loves this idea of lunch being made for him every day now. I actually enjoy it though and don't mind. I like to find recipes and try new things. Today, I made him a sandwich on toasted chibalta bread with turkey, swiss cheese, and tomatoes. I layered the sandwich with olive oil seasoned with salt and pepper. I added an apple and yogurt and a big glass of sweet tea of course.
When Will went back to work, I attemped to lay out. I don't know why I even try because it is just too hot. I only lasted 20 minutes. But, hey, I'll take 20 minutes vs none at all.
I did some housework and then applied for a couple more jobs. Once Will got home, we decided to grill out. We found a patio set at Lowes a few weeks ago for $49. We've never had a patio set before so we really think we are it now. We've always liked to grill out and always cook too much food. We fried some squash, and grilled some corn, sausage, pork chops and texas toast (see picture of Will's plate). We have enough food to last the week now. Oh, and there goes the calories burned on the spin bike today. Oh well...
Monday, June 23, 2008
OOMPA LOOMPA DOOPITY DO
So, I got it in my mind that I needed to get a spray tan for an upcoming trip to Hilton Head. I have tried many times this year to lay out and it is just too hot! I really need to get a little pool, even if it is just big enough to float in. Some of you may remember when I had a redneck pool, so named, because I put it right in my driveway. I loved that pool.
Anyway, I called to book the spray tan. I told the lady I had never had one before. She informed me that they would scrub all the dead skin off first, then put me under a vichey shower, and then spray me. I was like, a vichey what?
The morning of the appointment, I had my final exam for psych nursing. After the exam, I had coffee and donuts with friends (hey friends!) to celebrate the fact that we made it through another class. By the time I reached the spa, I was good and tired.
When I walked in, I was told to change into a robe and slippers. I was like, “What am I supposed to wear under the robe?” The lady said, “Oh, nothing. They are going to give you some paper underwear anyway.” It was at this point that the internal laughing began and I realized that I had gotten myself into yet another adventure.
Feeling quite absurd, I donned my robe and slippers and was told to climb a spiral staircase to a waiting room. I climbed and climbed and needed some oxygen by the time I got to the top. I was sent to a waiting room with some kind of hippie music playing. It was dark and there were candles everywhere. There I sat, waiting for something to happen. I guess I was supposed to be relaxing. I’m not sure.
Finally, I was taken into a room and given the much anticipated paper underwear. They consisted of two strings, make that three strings, and a little tiny piece of paper for the front. Fun! I was told to put it on and then lay face down on a table.
Ok, first of all, this room was also dark, except for candles, and also had the hippie music. I was wondering when the peace pipe was going to be brought in the whole time. Anyway, the lady comes back in and proceeds to rub some kind of lotion on my feet. I’m sorry, but I was pretty uncomfortable. So…what did I do? Started talking ninety to nothing! The whole time she was scrubbing me with this lotion stuff, I was talking up a storm. “You going anywhere on vacation? I just finished my nursing final. You got any pets? How long have you been married? How long, exactly, does it take one to train for this kind of job?”
I’m pretty sure I was supposed to not talk during all of this and relax into it. Whatever!
After she scrubbed me half to death, it was time for the vichey shower. It consisted of a long bar with 7 shower heads, which the lady directed over my body for thirty full minutes…THIRTY! I must admit that this part was pretty relaxing. It was too loud to talk and it was so relaxing that I almost fell asleep. It was kind of like being in a car wash. I did almost drown once because I put my face down in some water on accident.
Ok, so fast forward to the end of the shower. I was told to lay there as long as I wanted. As soon as she left the room, I was up and putting my robe back on. I think I was supposed to stay in that room, but decided to go sit back in the lobby until she was ready for me. So, there I was with a shower cap on my head, and sitting in my robe, and another lady came into the lobby. She was there to get a massage. Now, she and I sat there and chatted it up like we had known each other forever! Then, my lady came back to get me.
I’m just not sure I was ready for this part. She told me to disrobe and that she would get me some more paper underwear if I wanted but they would cause tan lines. I opted to pass since the feeling of them being up my hind end wasn’t my cup of tea anyway. Then I was directed to stand on a blanket that had a fan behind it and had to drop my robe…sort of felt like a gynecologist visit at this point. Not good….
As I stood there, the lady sprayed me with something that looked like a water hose with a container attached to it. “Lift your arms. Turn to the left. Turn backwards…..and my personal favorite one…turn to the side and put one foot out as if doing a lunge.” Ok, people…me with a stranger…doing a naked lunge....yep.
After she was done, she told me that I could get dressed but not to put any underwear on and not to take a shower for 16 to 24 hours….16 to 24 hours. I was very, very sticky. It was just the grossest feeling. I came home and sat on towels in my recliner. As the hours went by, I began to see the orange setting in. I know fake tans when I see ‘em and this definitely was one!
By the next day, my face looked really orange and I had orange palms and feet. Given everything, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t go through this again.
After a day in Hilton Head and swimming in chlorine, the color faded and I was able to get a real tan…without doing one single naked lunge.
Anyway, I called to book the spray tan. I told the lady I had never had one before. She informed me that they would scrub all the dead skin off first, then put me under a vichey shower, and then spray me. I was like, a vichey what?
The morning of the appointment, I had my final exam for psych nursing. After the exam, I had coffee and donuts with friends (hey friends!) to celebrate the fact that we made it through another class. By the time I reached the spa, I was good and tired.
When I walked in, I was told to change into a robe and slippers. I was like, “What am I supposed to wear under the robe?” The lady said, “Oh, nothing. They are going to give you some paper underwear anyway.” It was at this point that the internal laughing began and I realized that I had gotten myself into yet another adventure.
Feeling quite absurd, I donned my robe and slippers and was told to climb a spiral staircase to a waiting room. I climbed and climbed and needed some oxygen by the time I got to the top. I was sent to a waiting room with some kind of hippie music playing. It was dark and there were candles everywhere. There I sat, waiting for something to happen. I guess I was supposed to be relaxing. I’m not sure.
Finally, I was taken into a room and given the much anticipated paper underwear. They consisted of two strings, make that three strings, and a little tiny piece of paper for the front. Fun! I was told to put it on and then lay face down on a table.
Ok, first of all, this room was also dark, except for candles, and also had the hippie music. I was wondering when the peace pipe was going to be brought in the whole time. Anyway, the lady comes back in and proceeds to rub some kind of lotion on my feet. I’m sorry, but I was pretty uncomfortable. So…what did I do? Started talking ninety to nothing! The whole time she was scrubbing me with this lotion stuff, I was talking up a storm. “You going anywhere on vacation? I just finished my nursing final. You got any pets? How long have you been married? How long, exactly, does it take one to train for this kind of job?”
I’m pretty sure I was supposed to not talk during all of this and relax into it. Whatever!
After she scrubbed me half to death, it was time for the vichey shower. It consisted of a long bar with 7 shower heads, which the lady directed over my body for thirty full minutes…THIRTY! I must admit that this part was pretty relaxing. It was too loud to talk and it was so relaxing that I almost fell asleep. It was kind of like being in a car wash. I did almost drown once because I put my face down in some water on accident.
Ok, so fast forward to the end of the shower. I was told to lay there as long as I wanted. As soon as she left the room, I was up and putting my robe back on. I think I was supposed to stay in that room, but decided to go sit back in the lobby until she was ready for me. So, there I was with a shower cap on my head, and sitting in my robe, and another lady came into the lobby. She was there to get a massage. Now, she and I sat there and chatted it up like we had known each other forever! Then, my lady came back to get me.
I’m just not sure I was ready for this part. She told me to disrobe and that she would get me some more paper underwear if I wanted but they would cause tan lines. I opted to pass since the feeling of them being up my hind end wasn’t my cup of tea anyway. Then I was directed to stand on a blanket that had a fan behind it and had to drop my robe…sort of felt like a gynecologist visit at this point. Not good….
As I stood there, the lady sprayed me with something that looked like a water hose with a container attached to it. “Lift your arms. Turn to the left. Turn backwards…..and my personal favorite one…turn to the side and put one foot out as if doing a lunge.” Ok, people…me with a stranger…doing a naked lunge....yep.
After she was done, she told me that I could get dressed but not to put any underwear on and not to take a shower for 16 to 24 hours….16 to 24 hours. I was very, very sticky. It was just the grossest feeling. I came home and sat on towels in my recliner. As the hours went by, I began to see the orange setting in. I know fake tans when I see ‘em and this definitely was one!
By the next day, my face looked really orange and I had orange palms and feet. Given everything, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t go through this again.
After a day in Hilton Head and swimming in chlorine, the color faded and I was able to get a real tan…without doing one single naked lunge.
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