Palm Springs, Baby

by Andrea on March 1, 2012

It is Mother-Daughter Getaway Weekend.

Oh how I suffer.

It is 70 degrees. At home the yard is burried in snow.

I may never go home.

This morning I walked two miles, jogged three miles…and about to hit up a pilates class.

The view looks like this:


And the view from our balcony:


The spa, where I just may need to splurge on a massage:


And the pool, where you can find me all weekend long:


Tragic. Simply tragic.

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Shauna March 1, 2012 at 1:36 pm

Are you really with your mom? That’s great. Oh how lucky you are right now! It’s cold, windy and rainy right now in good ol’ San Jose, California.

Have a ton of fun and I wouldn’t come home if I were you either. Can’t your husband just get a transfer through his work…oh-and you? No big deal, right? :) Take care,

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Marie@feedingfive March 2, 2012 at 10:19 am

I feel your pain, you will be in my thoughts.

Get the massage. There is nothing better than a massage. But look who’s talking. My husband gave me $60 in cash for Christmas (along with the awesome oat roller) to use for a massage and I spent it on groceries. I am too practical for my own good.
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Sarah March 2, 2012 at 2:01 pm

I am so jealous, words cannot even describe. That place looks like heaven. Have a great time!
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