Date Night

Saturday night has eternally been known as date night. Now, for most of us single ladies (and yes, I'm technically still single) Saturday night has devolved into this bar-hopping quest to find a non-belligerent, semi-handsome man to flirt with.

Yet, sometimes, when the stars are aligned, we do in fact end up on a date, on a Saturday night. And that is exactly what Mr. Neighbor and I found ourselves on this past weekend: a real, true to life, Saturday night, date.

I planned the perfect LA evening: A night out at Cinespia.

For those of you who haven't been, I highly recommend it. Saturday nights during the summer, the Hollywood Forever Cemetery screens movies on the side of a building. Don't let the fact that this takes place at a cemetery scare you off - it is phenomenal. Everyone brings blankets and picnics and sits on this great lawn listening to DJ's spin until the sun sets and the movie begins.

This past weekend we watched One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. If you haven't seen it, it is Jack Nicholson at his best. I also recommend the book.

Mr. Neighbor and I snacked on wine and cheese, yummy desserts, and each other. The entire night he was ultra affectionate and impressed by my taste in choosing Cinespia as our date spot. He said it was one of the best things he has ever done in LA.

So all in all, I'm starting to feel a little cuckoo for Mr. Neighbor... the wonderful thing is he's acting a little cuckoo for me too.

Getting Pampered In NY

Due to popular demand, here is some more dish on our trip to NY. Well, Monday night, after clubbing Friday and Saturday nights, and being treated to dinner by my NY "boyfriend" on Sunday night (hey, we made out two nights in a row - and he bought me dinner.... he was definitely my boyfriend!) we decided that it was time to do something a bit more relaxing. We decided to stay in, chill out, and recoup from our busy day of shopping. Peanut came up with the brilliant idea of going to a spa. Problem was, it was already 11:00 pm. Well ladies, in NY this isn't a problem after all.

We decided to call our NY friends and see whether or not there was a "night spa" we could go to. The first place we called seemed promising until the receptionist informed us that the spa was for "men only" and "couples." Interesting. Let's just say that the spa's slogan should have been, "we don't stop until you pop."

Luckily, the next place we tried was like winning the lottery. We found the ultimate Korean night spa: Juvenex in Manhattan. Clean, and offering a wide array of services, we went to the spa and got showered, steamed, sauna-ed, scrubbed, and massaged. The scrub was a must ladies. You strip down (completely) and get scrubbed from head to toe in areas you never thought existed.

And for those of you that do manage to escape No Man Land, they have special couples packages.

Although we may not have gotten the "happy ending" some other night spas might offer, Juvenex definitely did the trick. For the ladies in NY, definitely give this place a try: http://www.juvenexspa.com/.

I'm trying to scout out an equivalent in LA. I'll keep you girls posted.