I was heading upstairs to take a bath in my deep soaking tub because I have a new copy of Martha Stewart's Living Magazine, a gift from Cool, and in this tub is the only place I know I will slow down long enough to read. "It is such a spa experience," I thought, and then it dawned on me, "I never blogged about Spa Day!" Goodness, we just finished Pink/Purp Day a week ago, May 12, and I'm already feeling slightly guilty for not blogging about it. Spa Day was clear back on March 31. Why would I feel guilty for not blogging sooner? Because I'm 64, and at this age my memory might start to fail me. The longer I wait to write, the more details I might forget. In that case, j (also 64) and I depend on our younger Sisters, Elletu and Cool, to fill in the blanks.

It was on Spa Day that the idea for Pink/Purp Day was spawned by j. Spa Day, however, was many months in the planning and anticipating. Both days came together beautifully. Our monthly activities have been bumped up a notch or two, so just having the Bethel Valley Girls over for dinner at my house on a Wednesday might not cut it from now on. What next to try? Bungee jumping? (I don't think so--check the news--one of those things broke recently!) Zip lines? (No to that---check the news--flesh-eating bacteria anyone?) Elletu suggested getting tattoos, but the group response was not supportive. I'm going to suggest that we take a hike----around Bethel Valley Lane, that is. And then a picnic at the Piggy Park, without our little children, who are now raising their own children. We'll skip the PBJ sandwiches and opt for something more befitting our position in life. I wonder how wine would do in a thermos......

But I digress. Let's take a look back at memories of:

SPA DAY March 31, 2012
We spent seven hours together on a Saturday sans make-up.
Julene, Elletu's massage therapist brought her massage bed to my house.
Anisa, Julene's colleague, brought her scented oils and parafin dip here.
We had spa water and delicious, healthful snack on hand for grazing.
We had magazines to peruse while lazing.
Oohy-ahhy 'Old Age' (we don't like New Age) music was piped in.
Julene worked out the kinks while Anisa sloughed off dead skin.
The four of us relished our time on the massage table--so luxurious!
We enjoyed hand or foot soaks, massages and dips, making us silky soft.
A delicious, nutritious lunch of stuffed green tomatoes followed.
Over lunch j proposed our next event, Pink/Purp Day.
Her idea came from turning 64 two days later--a late-in-life crisis?
She invited me to join her because I turned 64 some 20 days later.
j wanted pink hair, I balked, Cool said no, Elletu said "I'll go purple!"
And so the ideas for Pink/Purp Day were tossed around on Spa Day.
The seven hours went by quickly; our memories will last a lifetime.

PINK/PURP DAY - May 12, 2012
I thought it would be hard to top Spa Day, but I was wrong.
j made the arrangements to meet at her hairdresser's shop.
Cool and I, the non-participants, nonetheless arrived with pink hair.
Did you know you can get some cute wigs on Amazon for just $7.99?
Driving to the shop produced some stares and pointing--rude people!
We met in the parking lot and walked in together.
Our Sisters were surprised and delighted.
Bless Emily, j's hairdresser, for allowing j to transform her shop.
Pink leis, pink boas, pink food, pink wine, pink napkins, pink decor!
j even decorated wine glasses---thank you for the souvenirs!
j ended up with pink streaks in her hair; Elletu has purple streaks in hers.
Only Cool and I had true pink hair that day---how cool is that?
To be honest, Cool looked, well, cool, but I looked like a clown.
If I ever apply to become a clown, I have pictures to attach to my resume.
Cindy came to visit, as did Emily's mother, and later, my husband and son.
It's fun having people come to observe us.
My son, visiting from Hawaii, never really said what he thought of us.
Remember the 'Attitude Adjustment Shower' the BVG's gave me in 1983?
This is the son with whom I was pregnant at the time--cool that he was there.
And who among us will ever forget Pink/Purp Day?
("Pink/Purp Day? What are you talking about? That sounds crazy.")

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And now I must get upstairs to that tub. I leave in 90 minutes to pick up Elletu at work so we can go to lunch together. Cool and j work together, so they get to see each other every day. Check back later for more adventures of the Bethel Valley Girls, and coming soon, our Picture Gallery!

Firstelle out.