I was kidnapped. Last week, I found out I was on the receiving end of an elaborate plot to be abducted and forced to relax at the topnotch spa. I received a phone call on Thursday afternoon ...
"hello?"
"pack your bag"
"what? what bag?"
"the bag by the bed"
"what? the kids have soccer and I have class...I'm supposed to drive.where are we going? who's watching the kids? what!?"
"it's all taken care of. I signed into your email, contacted our friends and everyone knows but you."
meanwhile, my neighbor who was chatting and drinking coffee with me starts laughing from the other room...
"hold on....(shouting into the kitchen) did you know about this???!!!"
my friend, "yes. I have a list of things for you to bring. a bathing suit, sneakers, jeans and a nice top for dinner out."
"what?! I hate surprises (talking to both at the same time) you guys suck! I don't have laundry washed or sheets clean for a sitter! M has a field trip, T has a class fruit salad to make tomorrow...aaahhh! "
(I start panicking and thinking of how much work I suddenly have to do).
hubby..."just chill out, it'll be fun. I'll be home later."
"ok. alright.whoa.okay.laundry.see you in a bit."
chuckle chuckle, my neighbor, who hung around all afternoon looking at martha sturart & family living magazines had been hiding this from me. then, I find out my neighbor (who turned the big 4-0) had won a free spa vacation for 2 nights @ the top notch but totally worked the place into giving her two rooms for one night...we got one, she and her hubby got the other.
wow...all this time they had been planning and scheming behind my back! I thought I was the sly one who kept a surprise party under wraps last week for her birthday (the neighbor who surpised me).
we threw a suprise party last week...which actually is a great story in itself...I'll recap that in another post...
anyway, so, bottom line, I wash sheets, gather blankets, pack lunches, find clothing, get ready in a tornado of domestic planning...we have a tag team efforts of friends and babysitters picking up, dropping off, getting ready- it was like a three ring circus getting out of the house but when we did, it was really fun!
when we arrived and finally checked in, there was a message for us...do not hesitate and head directly to the outdoor hottub.... what?
so we go out there and there's my friend, sitting in the most picturesque hot tub patio environment, sipping a martini and in full relaxation mode...(she has three kids and this was necessary for her as well!)
I laugh- she's like- we got you!
I reply "you guys suck! you had me totally fooled and I had no idea! THIS PLACE IS AWESOME!"
We went to the Topnotch Resort/Spa in Stowe Vermont. Unreal. Awesome. Late dinner...relaxing in hot tubs...pools and then, the following morning...you'll never believe this:
110 minute custom massages!
HOLY COW! do you know how long ONEHUNDREDANDTENMINUTES is? It's nearly two hours of insanity...as in good insanity. In fact, my massage actually changed my life...I'm going to fill you in on that experience in a later post.
Right now, I hear the clanking sounds of little hands tampering with the lid on my sugarbowl - gtg...more stories to come...
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