I was more than...
Friday afternoon we hit this place first. Have you been?
After fortifying ourselves with coffee and checking into our hotel, we ventured back out to the Market Street shops. Many of them were pure eye candy since the prices were well above our budgets, yet still entertaining and enjoyable. My jaw dropped when we entered Maggie's which was a total high-end frou frou shop, but highly pleasing to the eyes. Isn't this bed divine?
We browsed and drooled through the shops for a while longer, then made our way over to the mall. I know. It was delightful to browse without a time limit, no little people and no husbands perfecting the art of sighing and checking their watches not too discreetly over in the corner. Not that mine does that or anything. I went inside an Anthropologie for the first time. I know, where have I been? Loved everything, drooled a lot, wondered who actually buys things there ($$ cha-CHING).
Supper was a delicious chopped salad at The Cheesecake Factory and of course, cheesecake. Three of us were fully prepared to order four slices of cheesecake and then eat it buffet style, one of us spoke with reason and moderation and convinced us two slices would be more than plenty. Turns out, she was right.
Back at the hotel, we got in our jammies and did our first bible study lesson. There were three lessons in all based on Ephesians 3 and the theme of God's Measureless Love. We were reminded to give a CHUNK of our time filling ourselves up with God's word and memorizing a CHUNK of scripture at a time. Sadly, since it was past midnight when we started, I was sitting on a comfy bed and I was in my jammies, I fell asleep halfway through the first lesson! Whoops! I have some homework to do. Saturday morning we slept in, got ready at our leisure, then completed the second lesson before checking out of our hotel. A perfect morning!
Lunch was at La Madeleine (we had a rule that we couldn't eat at a restaurant that we normally have access to, but La Madeleine received a waiver because we love it madly). Here we are, Heather, Robyn...
One of the silliest and most hilarious things we did was to get fitted for new, ahem, brassieres (seriously, that is a silly word) at two different stores (one was a shop in the mall and one was a high end shop on Market Street, we were seeking a Nordstrom, to no avail). If you can't do something like this with your best girlfriends, then who CAN you do it with? I'm sure the sales ladies thought we were off our meds and out on a day pass. What can I say? We know how to YUK it up. Here is evidence of our adventure,
(for some reason I don't have a picture of me with a bra on my head, sorry).
After all that, it was time for a refueling of iced coffees and frapps. Divine. We tried to do the last lesson both inside and on the patio of Starbucks but it was too noisy and too stinkin' hot. We took advantage of Borders' A/C and casual hang-out policy and Heather set up her laptop on one of their tables and we were in business. Later they asked us to move so we wouldn't block the aisle, but overall they didn't mind us doing a bible study in one of their corners. Cool.
We finished off our fabulous weekend with supper at, you guessed it, The Cheesecake Factory. Again. It was crowded, and we were hungry, so when faced with the choice of a 45 minute wait or to sit immediately on the patio, we chose the patio. Things were just peachy until the inebriated guy behind us, barely six feet away, um...barfed. Nice. Remember though, this was the weekend of the CHUNK, right? Yep. Our coolicious waiter, Tom, hooked us up with a table inside in a jiffy, so it was all good. And we got to enjoy the A/C after all. And two more slices of cheesecake. Can you guess what flavor one them was?
Snicker Bar CHUNK cheesecake. For several reasons.