Secret Single Behavior

So the deal is, Ian was at the beach all weekend for my future brother-in-law's bachelor weekend, and I had the most gloriously GIRLY weekend ever planned!

Friday, as I mentioned, my girlfriend Ashley came in for the night.  Not a single picture was snapped (the horror!) but we did have a marvelous time together.  We started the evening by sipping on sangria at my house, then we went to Homegoods.  We were there until 9pm, and then we decided it was time for dinner.  An hour late for our reservations at Zink, we were still seated immediately and had the best dinner.  A girly dinner.  We shared a bottle of sauvignon blanc, we shared a hummus trio with pita bread, and then we had their flatbread pizzas.  Oh my goodness, the prosciutto and fig pizza -- I.have.no.words.

The next morning, we headed to Terrace Cafe for brunch and then Ash made her way home.  I had another big afternoon ahead of me -- spa time.  My hands-down favorite spot in Charlotte is the Spa at Ballantyne Resort.  Seriously luxurious.

I arrived early for my 3pm massage appointment.  I started off by getting in a good workout in their fitness center (amazing how treadmills with individual TVs built in make the time fly so easily!) and then showered before my massage.  The hour-long Swedish massage was excellent, and afterwards I chilled in my robe in their relaxation room with a few trashy magazines, dried fruit, veggie chips, strawberry-orange infused water, and hot jasmine tea.

After the relaxation room, I hit up the steamroom and the sauna.  One more shower and a quick makeup reapplication, and I was ready to call it a day.

My next adventure was at Crate & Barrel, where I had a few gift cards left over from our wedding.  I absolutely stocked up on some necessities -- two large metal planters, four glass bowls with plastic lids (in an effort to get away from reheating in plastic containers), a 9x13 and 8x8 with covers for easier transport of food, a silicone ice cube tray for making giant ice cubes, and four juice glasses.  Whew.

Before heading home, I stopped by Earthfare.  I had some flatbread leftovers for dinner, but a total craving for some olives.  Especially castellvetranos -- my absolute favorites.

Clockwise: peppadews, cornichons, castellvetrano olives, spanish olives with preserved lemon and chilis

I parked myself right in front of the television, ordered "I Don't Know How She Does It" on demand, and treated myself to my newfound favorite wine -- Nobilo sauv blanc.  Insane.

A scary green mud mask may have also happened afterwards.

And speaking of scary green mud masks, before Ian left town, I googled "secret single behavior."  You know, to get some ideas of things that I technically *could* do with him away.  I landed on this site and laughed my way through.  Make sure to read all of the comments or you're really missing out. 

I admit, I did find myself talking to our dog Drake an awful lot this weekend, and even singing some wacky songs to him.  Know what else I did?  Left my shoes ALL around the house.  Walked around in my skivvies.  And when I saw a bit of blue fuzziness on our block of pepperjack cheese that I reallllly wanted to eat, I just cut off a few pieces from the opposite end to snack on.  I know, I KNOW.  That is so gross.  But nobody was there to witness or potentially be put in danger -- just me.  And now you know. 

Seriously, you have to read this.  And now, fess up: what's your secret single behavior?