Dear Monica H,
Well, while I appreciate the sentiment, I have to say thanks but no thanks to the offer of meeting half-way at a spa for a massage. Not sure if you’re aware, but I’m pretty much a touch-me-not. The idea of lying naked on a table so someone I don’t know can rub my flabby body with warm oil while candles are burning and monk music is chanting in the background is about as appealing to me as sitting through the entire Michael Moore movie collection with nothing but moldy frog legs for a snack. But hey, if you ever want to meet half way for shopping and lunch, then I’m your girl.