Matt and I visited the Homestead resort in Hot Springs, Va, this past week. It is a fancy-schmancy place. We, however, had a Groupon — we’re not fancy-schmancy, just fancy wannabes.
This is what you see when you drive over the hill into the resort:
Pretty cool.
Matt checked us in. When he came back to the car, he informed me, “I saw Hoit and Toit in the lobby.”
The Homestead was a very nice place to stay. The history is amazing. The resort was built around natural hot mineral springs that many Presidents and other notables have used for the last 300 years. This was one of the reasons we wanted to go. Until Fancy Wannabe #2 (me) realized 90 miles from home that she forgot her bathing suit. The f-bomb was used extensively.
Hoit and Toit lowered their noses long enough to not bump into us in the halls. Actually, I think a lot of people there were fellow Groupon-ers. We did see one older couple in the joint that either had money or had a lot of debt. I only assume that because the woman had much, much, mucho dollars invested in plastic surgery on her face. As we passed them in the lobby, Matt and I both noticed how her skin was so tight that her eyes were barely open.
Matt: Cristy, what was that?
me: That was a lot of botox and plastic surgery.
Matt: Well, it’s messed up, right? A bad job?
me: No, she meant to look like that. In some circles, that looks good.
Matt: Those circles are crazy.
I saw this cartoon on Pinterest last night and it made me laugh out loud because it reminded me of what we saw.
On another note, I stumbled across this YouTube video and I love it. This little girl has got the right idea. Play with others, but make it your own. And wear tap shoes. Always wear tap shoes.
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