Ah, yes. The blissful glories of a theraputic massage. Even though hot rocks weren't involved, I had a divine 1-hour, baby-free massage at Yoga Doc in beautiful downtown Kirkwood. Donna who works at Yoga Doc is my new best friend. Not just because she gave me one hell of a massage, but because she touched my bare butt and didn't snicker.
I love her.
There's a knot in the middle of my back that's so big that, if a massage therapist is ever able to unkink it, all of my limbs are guaranteed to fall of. Donna tried, though. She really did.
While the pummelling was happening, B. and Clara Jane strolled around downtown and purchased one of my favorite goodies - chocolate-covered strawberries from Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate. We picked up a bottle of Cava (that's Spanish sparkling wine), so it looks like I'll be having bubbly, berries, and sex for dinner.
After my blissful afternoon, I came home to this news: Charges Against Winona Ryder Reduced.
Thank you, Jesus!
Ah, I think I just felt the knot in my back loosen ever-so-slightly in joy.
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