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Thursday, January 31, 2008

Jet Setting


While my parents took charge of my kiddos and my husband went to a convention in Atlanta I had (gasp) time to myself in a (sigh) city.

We took the corporate jet so there was zero hassle.

I went on a quest to find my perfect pair of jeans, and I did. I rode the subway back from the mall, because I miss things like people watching on subways.

I got my breasts visually sized (ever since I saw the bra episode on Oprah I've wanted to know what size I should be wearing) at this store called Intimates and found out I'm a size larger than I thought.

I got a 90 minute massage! Seriously, the massuese spent 30 minutes on the knots in my shoulders and neck that results from carrying around a 30 pound baby.

I went dancing.

I ate indian food.

I ate whatever I wanted. I didn't have to make the food. I didn't have to clean up the dishes. I didn't have to pay for it. It's was a purely guilt-free 5 day food fest. I don't think that's ever happened to me before.

I worked uninterupted for hours.

I slept into the afternoon - twice.

I saw The Drifters and danced the night away.

I spent Martin Luther King Day at the Martin Luther King Memorial in Atlanta. I met a woman and talked her into going with me. It was awe inspiring.

I haggled with street vendors for souvenires on Auburn Ave.







So Mom, maybe you guys could watch the kids for a week once every six months?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I didn't know you took the corporate jet. Nice!

Jen

mrs. blogoway said...

I'm so jealous, how did you manage this?

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Jet Setting


While my parents took charge of my kiddos and my husband went to a convention in Atlanta I had (gasp) time to myself in a (sigh) city.

We took the corporate jet so there was zero hassle.

I went on a quest to find my perfect pair of jeans, and I did. I rode the subway back from the mall, because I miss things like people watching on subways.

I got my breasts visually sized (ever since I saw the bra episode on Oprah I've wanted to know what size I should be wearing) at this store called Intimates and found out I'm a size larger than I thought.

I got a 90 minute massage! Seriously, the massuese spent 30 minutes on the knots in my shoulders and neck that results from carrying around a 30 pound baby.

I went dancing.

I ate indian food.

I ate whatever I wanted. I didn't have to make the food. I didn't have to clean up the dishes. I didn't have to pay for it. It's was a purely guilt-free 5 day food fest. I don't think that's ever happened to me before.

I worked uninterupted for hours.

I slept into the afternoon - twice.

I saw The Drifters and danced the night away.

I spent Martin Luther King Day at the Martin Luther King Memorial in Atlanta. I met a woman and talked her into going with me. It was awe inspiring.

I haggled with street vendors for souvenires on Auburn Ave.







So Mom, maybe you guys could watch the kids for a week once every six months?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I didn't know you took the corporate jet. Nice!

Jen

mrs. blogoway said...

I'm so jealous, how did you manage this?