Not the seven grade variety. There will be no removal of bras, to be dipped in water and frozen. No scary stories, no kissing practice on flat pillows or hands.
Nope. This is my friend Karlene and her daughter Gywnn swooping down to cheer me up in my sad state.
Since we don't have to work on Friday, making it very good indeed, we are having a visit. I will then pack up and head to Leelanau. It is looking like my hopes for a pretty spring drive are being dashed, but it will be relaxing either way.
I find napping on the couch while listening to Robert Redford or Paul Newman was an excellent relaxation method.
Who needs yoga?