Okay, it’s official. I have slacked on my blogging duties. The fact that I was just giving a fellow friend and blogger a hard time for not posting at least two or three times per week on her own brilliant e-pages makes it all that much worse.
Well, I’m back to tell you that the extreme pressure of restauranteur-ism is taking control and turning me in to an absolutely ridiculous, not to mention tightly wound, ball of stress. But thanks to a friend and her wedding anniversary (which she decided to celebrate with me before her weekend away with the hubby) some of that stress was thawed yesterday with some much-needed girl-time. It’s pretty amazing what a 90-minute massage, manis, pedis and a couple of bottles of sparkling rose can do for one’s mental health.
Now, because me mind is oh-so-clear I’m left with not much more to bitch-out about. But no worries, I’ll leave you with the promise that more snark is bound to be right around the corner. Until then….
