We wandered in and out of all the shops, from high end Paris-Hilton-shopped-here boutiques to the ski bum t-shirt shops.
When we got tired, we went back to the hotel and used their spa! We used the dry sauna, the eucalyptus steam room, the hot tub, the shower, the outdoor hot tub, the steam room, the shower and the women's meditation room (I read People magazine and catch up on Portia di Rossi's anorexia to meditate). It was heavenly!
As evidence of what a great weekend it was, I told Rob that as we were leaving, I couldn't even contemplate Thanksgiving the next week, let alone Christmas. After three days of enforced relaxation, I was enthusiastic about the holidays.
On the home front, the husbands cooked, cleaned, chauffered kids, made a snowman, put on a birthday party for 16+ kids, cleaned up vomit and did homework. They were really phenomenal. The kids were mostly happy that I was back because I brought them candy cigarettes to horrify their cousins with -- they'd have been fine under the Rob regime for another two weeks at least!
Thanks for making the trip, Jen! It was marvelous to see you and have a GWO. Let's not wait 20 years for the next one!