Touch me...

Touch me

Just like that

And that, oh yeah

Now that's heaven

Now that I like

God, that's so nice...

But not lower down, where the figs lie. (Heh heh heh.)

I can now check off my new thing for month, as I had my very first massage this morning. It wasn't on my agenda for the weekend, but I'm so glad it went down. It all started on Friday afternoon when Jordan and I were trying to see if Brit wanted to join us at Chevy's later that day for happy hour. Brit said she couldn't hang until much later, after her massage, and she was like "do you guys want to get massages too?"

Cue me and Jordan singing a line from "Grease": Tell me more, tell me more, like... Well, everything about it, really. We'd never gotten massages before. So Brit gave us the deets, which were agreeable to us TGOs, and she called up the place to see if they had any extra openings that evening. Sadly, they didn't, but Brit booked three sessions for us on Sunday morning. Brit ended up cancelling her spot, but we still wanted ours.

So Jordan and I arrived to The Knot Spot, located in a nice little shopping center in Hillcrest. It was a very clean Zen-like place. The waiting area had this little neat little water stand that had cucumber slices floating in it, and we joked that I should get one of those for the apartment. We filled out the necessary paperwork, and then went off with our different masseurs.

Emily was nice, but I probably could've said to use a little more pressure (I checked off "moderate" on the forms, to play it safe). It was relaxing enough - the time moved fast, and I'm glad I wasn't as ticklish as I thought I would be. Especially when it came to my feet. I liked the upper back/shoulders/neck portion the most, so I think I'll request more time on those areas next time. Definitely down to go back again. Maybe make it a monthly thing. So I also figure I should keep working out and making my muscles sore - and then heading back here to get my relaxation on.