cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

My darling, wonderful husband got me a gift certificate to the spa in town. He gave it to me a few days before my birthday because he saw how run-down by stress and worry I was. The earliest appointment that worked for them and me was today.

Hot stone massage.

If you've not had one of these - DO IT! Totally worth every single penny. I feel about three inches taller and more relaxed than...I don't know how long. It's a good thing I didn't have to drive too far after, as I'm thinking that a nap before celebratory sushi sounds like it'd be nice.

So, yes, my husband? He is awesome. That is all.