I really get pissed off when people tell me that I need to relax. It actually makes me paranoid. I think to myself: Do I look old, tired, sick? Is there something they know that I don't?" In the days before kids and husband, I would just take off to a spa. Those days are over.

But, like it or not, it all started to catch up with me last spring. That's when I began to think my face was beginning to (YIKES) fall! I talked to a friend in France who recommended a week at a mineral water farm, I spoke to my aunt in Atlanta who suggested a little surgery, I consulted with my yoga teacher who told me the only solution was a retreat in the Bahama's.