In keeping with his usual tradition of thoughtful gifts I didn't even realize I wanted, Husband gave me a fantastic gift for my birthday.
On the morning of my birthday, we started the day exactly the way I wanted to. A cuddly nurse-y cuddle fest in our bed with the Bean scrambling around in a manic giddy mood. Hugs and kisses and tickles etc. It was very Hallmark and exactly what I wanted.
After breakfast, I heard Husband and Bean in the hallway. "Take it to mama" Husband told the Bean. A giggly conspiratorial little Bean came back to the bedroom clutching an envelope. She started to move towards me, but when I caught her eye, she squealed and ran back out of the room. Husband scooped the little rascal up and brought her over to me.
Husband, as if by some sort of psychic trick, had gone out and gotten me a gift certificate for a haircut, facial, and body scrub! And not just anywhere, but at the salon I went to on our wedding day. *Swoon* (And before you cry shenanigans, he got the certificate before I wrote my last post.)
So I'm planning and plotting some sort of relaxation/beauty day for myself, hopefully followed by an actual date(!) with my husband. I might just plan it for our 3rd anniversary in August.
Yay for pampering! I've never done anything like this before, and I think it's going to be a real treat!
Oh the Irony
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