Hurrayy for spas and all that they stand for!! Yesterday Kimmikins, MhMath, and I went to Cassiana's Spa for spa week. We originally planned for LL to be there as well, but she was trippin thinkin she could make it out here from Chesapeake in rush hour traffic. It's just never that serious...LOL. Anyway...so we made these reservations about 3 weeks ago. And let me just tell you that the day couldn't come fast enough. I was pumped up about getting my FIRST "professional" massage.

So I got off work around 5:00 b/c I just knew there was going to be hella traffic coming from Rockville going into VA, but it actually wasn't that bad. Minus the bogus directions that I got from Kim and her dumb RandMcNally site (who uses that?!?!?). Add to the fact that it was like 100+ degrees outside (don't ask me why I didn't just turn on the AC). So by the time I got to Kim's job, we were off. YAYYY...I got to ride in the new whip, which I will officially call the "Knight Rider" b/c he talks to you. I bet you tell that thing to make you a ham sammich, and it will do just that. And we were off to Arlington....

Needless to say, we were a little suprised when we got there to see the Spa. I was expecting some elegant building with a beautifully manicured lawn or something. What I saw was far from that. It was tacky from the outside. Matter of fact, anything that is directly beside a check cashing/waffle house, and a palm reader, is suspect. But we head inside b/c we didn't ride out there for nothing. We get inside and go up to the front desk and give them our names. She's looking...looking...looking...still nothing. She doesn't even have us down on the reservations. OH, but she has Meron though. What kind of foolishness?!?!? I should have listened to Dena when she warned me about Jenny's shop. She pencils us in anyway, and I head off downstairs with a "boriqua" (can't remember her name) to get my massage. For the time being, I will call her Marisol....So, "Marisol" chats with me for a little while and then instructs me to get undressed and get under the sheet. I hurry and undress and she comes back in the room. Then she gets to work..HEAVEN!!!

Sidenote::: I'm trying to get my "relaxation" on and who wants to text me and fcuk up the flow??? None other than Meron (she's just now getting there):::

Okay...so "Marisol" has the lights dim, soft music playing, the fake me out waterfall going, incense burning, and the oils out. And all that rubbing and kneading was feeling some kind of good. She got out all the kinks

Sidenote::: all that ambiance and rubbing prepared me for my rubdown when I got home **stifled snicker**:::

50 minutes later, I was ready for more. She made a few more jokes, gave me her card, and left the room for me to get dressed. I felt loose as a noodle by then. So I headed out and waited for Kool and the Gang. Kim came out not long after me and we sat and watched the big ass fish in their fish tank, literally tagteaming each other. It was like a Crips vs. Bloods up in there. One of them threw up a fin gang sign, I swear.

Meron came out 50 hours later (it was dark) and we walked outside to talk. Thats when I knew just how bootleg Cassiana's was. They had the lit up neon signs, you know the ones that have some letters lit and the others don't work. In their case, the whole CASSIANA'S was out and only SPA was lit. And I think I heard that buzzing noise which meant it was either a fly get burned by the light, or the light was going in and out. Meron had on her business attire (for someone who aint got no job Tommy) and we had to keep it moving b/c she had a couple of Spaniards looking her way. They were practically salivating over her. I mean, she did have some buttons unbuttoned on her shirt, and maybe they caught a glimpse. We dropped her off at her car and we were off back to pick up my car from Tysons Corner. I said my goodbye's to Kim and headed home to meet my man. Fun was had by all!!!

Sidenote:::made sure to have that same ambiance when I got home, if anyone cares::::