Next time I decide to go to a luxurious spa by myself on Mother’s Day I need to remember that other moms don’t have the same brilliant idea as me, and as a result, they will drag their bratty little kids along with them.
The upside is that because my blissful experience was dented (only very minorly) by tweens on laptops in the locker room checking their e-mail (there are places that shouldn’t be “connected”) I could very well justify the purchase of fabulous new diaper bag. Especially since the status of the return of my broken one has not yet been resolved. (Another note to self, get that resolved.)
Calling all tweens – you jealous of my new Juicy bag?
Hope all of you had as luxurious and indulgent day as I. Happy Mother’s Day!
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Oh, a spa. How nice. Who would bring bratty kids there? Isn’t there a rule or something about that? : )
Steph
I can’t believe people would bring their kids ! How silly !
Great bag ! Seriously sexy.
Keep blogging Self Made Mom, I love reading your rantings. For month seven of your new life, perhaps tell us about the pursuits you always dreamed of doing when working, that maybe now you can pick up. I always wanted to spend some time making funky clothes, or jogging in the morning whilst everyone else was doing the commute (I used to be jealous of joggers jogging at 8am whilst I was stuck in traffic). What else did you dream of doing when you were stuck behind a desk?
I love the quote in Bee Movie . . . “I’ll be honest and tell you I was dying to get out of that office” . . . as he spreads his wings and flies off – I remember that feeling.
I’m off to buy a sewing machine . . . I now have new perspective about my own month seven . . .