So, seeing as how my extraordinary husband is still currently seeking employment… I requested a weekend alone at my mom’s instead of a gift. I wanted some time to sleep in if I wanted, wear my pj’s all day, watch my Grey’s in peace, drink a Chai Latte and not have to share it… and that is what I got.
I also was able to travel to downtown San Diego and get my hair colored by a wonderful stylist and the kicker… it was only $15 bucks!! (She was a student at the Paul Mitchell school… it is a really frugal way to get your hair did!!) My sister and I also went to a cute little restaurant on Clairemont Mesa Blvd. called “The Godfather.” When you walk in, you can hear the signature song from the movie playing in the background. The room is dimly lit, yet you feel like everyone is watching your every move. Upon sitting down, you are served by waiters in tuxedoes. They bring a plate of freshly made fried zuchini medallions and your coke glass is never empty. My Portobello Ravioli was divine, and when asked by the sweet Italian chef if I liked my lunch, I heartily shouted my praise for fear of the mafia weighting my legs and tossing me in the fountain outside. Yeah.. it was that authentic!! You should go… no really.. you should!
So, I was able to arrive home refreshed with glossy carmel highlights (well at least…that is what I think they look like…) eager to see my beautiful, squishy children and snuggle on my AeroBed with my husband. Thanks babe!!