The other night we all went to Whole Foods Market. There was a lady there doing chair massages. I have ALWAYS wanted to get one but there is always a long line and we are typically short on time.
This time NObody was waiting and Scott had a long list of stuff to get so he said for me to go ahead.
I proceeded to sign up for a 10-minute chair massage and the lady did her little set-up routine of having me sit in the funky chair with my face peeking through a donut.
While she is getting ready Jace is skipping around and peeking under to see my face through the hole in the chair. Jace comes and goes and even Shane comes over and says that Scott wants to know how much longer during the 'massage'.
Well, I say 'massage' because I am not sure what to call it anymore. She did this little shimmy down my right side and proceeded to pick up my right arm and hold it up, lower it down and hold it up again. I kept on thinking this was going somewhere...
It was going somewhere, just not where I wanted it to. She told me she 'sensed' alot of male presence coming from me. Umm, DUH! She had evidence of this so called 'male presence' the whole time. So I let out a muffled "mm, hmmmm..." She then said she had a gift and that my 'tissues' were shouting things out to her.
She said our bodies tell us so much more than we want them to say and while I believe in body language this wasn't reallly what I signed up for. She went on to ask me several other obvious questions while she dipped my right hand around in the air.
I then worried about what my tissue was saying to her and then I knew exactly what it was screaming out to her. My tissue wanted to ask was "WHERE is my backrub!?"