.... just can't resist me.

When I heard the weather report yesterday morning, it was a no-brainer. The weather guy said it was going to be a great day and a lousy weekend. The high temperature for Saturday would drop twenty degrees, he predicted. That’s all I needed to hear. I made a hasty decision to take Friday off and work Saturday instead. Poor Connie, she had to work.

Before long, I was northbound on I985, traveling as fast as the law would allow. Well, maybe a little faster. I was eager to take full advantage of what promised to be a beautiful day. And beautiful it was. The mountain sky was crystal clear and only a slight breeze could be felt against my bare skin.

The sun feels warmer in the mountains than in the city; there is less pollution to diffuse its rays. And often times, it is less cloudy in the mountains. This can make for a very delightful February afternoon at the Grove and yesterday was no exception. I alternated between reading in the hot tub, sunning my bare butt and socializing with friends. It was a fun and relaxing day indeed.

Anyone else feel like playing hooky? Let me know if the mood strikes. I might be able to join you for a Blue Ridge afternoon delight. Ladies, no sexual overtone intended, unless, of course, you .....

(I'm really not an egomaniac. I just lost it for a moment thinking about all of the beautiful Grove Divas.)