About twice a year, I meet a dear friend at a fabulous spa for the day. I always get a facial. Because I love, love, love facials. If I had a bezillion dollars, I wouldn’t buy a new house or expensive clothes or jewelry. But I would go to the spa every week and get a facial. Bliss, I tell you.
Anyway, today was our spa day. And we had both been counting down the days for weeks and weeks. And reminding the husbands for weeks and weeks that they were blessed with the kids today.
I always come home so completely unwound and relaxed and calm.
I really think we should do this more than twice a year. 🙂