Dear Joe,

First, let me appologize to you for not writing you sooner.  I have been at a fitness spa the last six weeks that was recomended to me by my therapist.  I am so thankful that your business is doing so well because this place costs THOUSANDS of dollars a week. (Thank GOD they take Amex.....)  Well, anywho, like I said, I've been here for six weeks now and I think I am really making some progress.

My daily workout program here is very intense.  I spend six hours a day, every day, in the gym, and it's really had an impact.  I am much more spiritualy centered and balanced.  I know that it was hard for you to accept me as a "Home body".  You always thought that I never wanted to go out.  But that isn't really who I am at all.  It's not that  didn't want to go out...I just didn't want to go out with you.  Anyway...I have been working out really, really hard and it is showing!  I went from a size 12 to a size 6 in just six weeks!  You can't believe how much of a difference this is making in the way I feel.

So with all of the changes on my inside,  yesterday I decided that I was ready for a few changes on the outside just to match things up.  (And nothing looks more like I feel than a whole new wardrobe...I wasn't even this thin when I was in college!)  So I took a trip to the Galleria and then to Nieman Marcus to "Spruce up the Ol' wardrobe".  Joe, you might want to have a couple of drinks before you open the bills this month because Versace comes...but it comes at a price.

OH!!!  While at the spa I saw our old pool boy...remember him?  You called him George...but it turns out his name is Jorge, he lets me call him Jor for short. (And that's the only thing about him that's short!)  I included a picture of Jor at the spa.  It turns out that he is actually a student, working on his Phd in comparative Latin/English studies.  He took a LOT of his time to read poetry to me while I was working in the pool, swimming laps. 



Did you know that Jorge is also a licensed massage therapist?  I know!!! Neither did I.  His charges were very reasonable, and he is a very talented man who accepts American Express.  (What ARE you going to do with all those points???)  He introduced me to a new massage technique called "The Naughty Massuese"  and that was where some of my Yoga training turned out to be very useful.  I read in your letter that you learned about the Tantric Butterfly...Try it in a massage swing chair some time.  You certainly are right Joe...Yoga IS good.

OMG Joe....did you see what I just wrote?  I actually put down on paper that You Were Right.    This is major progress!  And I first realized that sometimes you are right about two weeks ago.  Here at the spa we don't get to have outside food or any thing to drink until we've been here a full month.  Well, you know how I love a good martini.  After a month I was ready for a few drinks with the girls.  You won't believe what happened next!  I was out with Kimmer, my new best friend for ever, and we had a few to many to drink.  So we decided to share a taxi back to the spa.  The taxi driver was driving pretty fast and he turned and I lost my balance and wound up face down in Kimmer's lap.  OH MY GOD!  How embarrassing!  But then as I started to pull back from her lap she looked into my eyes and, well...any way... Like I said You Are Right sometimes.  It turns out that I really DO like apple martinis with cinnamon on the rim.

Speaking of the cinnamon rim, how are you doing?  I've been going on and on about me and haven't asked one question about you!  I guess I have to work on self centeredness a little bit.  The good news is that this morning I signed up to stay an extra four weeks in the spa to work in a group on self centeredness.  Kimmer is staying over too and GUESS WHAT!!!!  She and I are room mates!  It's going to be soooo much fun.  I can't wait until tomorrow when we move in together.

I know that you understand that this is hard work Joe, but I want you to know that I am doing this all for us.  It's all for us Joe.  I am willing to make the sacrafice for us.


Love,


Laurie

PS:  Your cigar cutter is next to the remote in the living room.  I'll have my father deliver it to you along with some papers I need you to sign.