Last month, Puff was tired of me griping about not having any motivation to work out. So, he bought me this from Victoria's Secret...
I suppose trying to get sexy enough to strut around in that bikini will work. But where do I wear said bikini? We don't have a pool. Clearly, that meant booking a weekend away to a swanky golf resort to lay by their pool. (Who likes golf?!?) I found The Ballantyne Resort, in Charlotte, NC, which was a reasonable drive away, to a town we don't often visit.
We had a big ol' king sized bed, garden tub, rain shower, and this view...
And Saturday morning, we had room service...
Never mind that breakfast was $42 worth of food. (That's what you get when you stay at a high end place, right?!?! At least the valet parking was free!) The real purpose of the trip was not the art gallery walk, dinner at Cabo Fish Taco, the comedy club, or even the $5 Oreos in the mini-bar. Nope, the purpose was this...
Yes, I know that picture is ridiculously stupid, but I don't care. I was at a pool where a waitress would bring me pina coladas on demand, so I don't care if you think my picture is stupid. Nothing is stupid about that scenario, thankyouverymuch. I was a very, very happy woman.
And even though I wasn't as skinny as that Victoria's Secret model, I totally rocked that zebra bikini. And the guys didn't seem to mind.
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