So Coleen and I took ourselves out for a spa day last Friday -- fabulous! And no. The spa we went to did not require us to share a water bed with a weird Marie Antoinette drape and a comforter from the early 1980s. We had to go all the way to England to hit that.
The spa we went to was a little more upscale, and we didn't wear our p.j.s -- although I would have been totally down with that.
Then we went out to lunch, and ate delicious food, and when the waitress came by and asked us if we wanted another glass of wine, I said, "No thanks, we're fine." And then Coleen gave me a sad face and kicked me under the table -- and I said, "Well, maybe just one more." And the waitress nodded approvingly. "It's Friday, ladies."