No dinner. No chocolate. No flowers.
Better.
Spa Day!
We drove 2 hours to drop the babe off at his Mimi's house, so we could enjoy our daytime Valentine's Date. Here is me, makeup-free in my sweats, all ready to bliss out:
Started the morning off right relaxing together with a latte and sweet vday treats!
I read my book, and Hubby got a paper and did the crossword. We did this a lot in our former, pre-baby life together. :)
Then it was off to the spa.
Doesn't that sound swanky?
As if we have spa days a lot {we don't.}
Hubby booked us both two services each.
And although we spent the next three hours apart...
it was heavenly.
I took a waterfall shower,
sat in the sauna,
sipped 'calm' tea,
had a foot scrub,
full-body massage,
more tea,
then pedicure.
Anytime I was asked if I'd like something...sample of lip balm...blue oil on my neck...more tea...
I said: Don't mind if I do.
Pure zen awesomeness.
Only weird part...this awkward conversation with my masseuse:
Her: When was your last massage?
Me: Ummmm...seriously I can't remember.
Her: *look of pity*
Me: Maybe three years ago?
Her: Any recent surgeries or health issues?
Me: Nope. Unless you count having a baby. If so, then yes.
Her: *uncomfortable stare*
Me: *uncomfortable laugh*
Her: Any particular area you want me to concentrate on?
Me: Um...pretty much anywhere. Everywhere. It all needs help!
After another odd look from her
{note to self: don't try to joke around with massage therapists}
the awkward question/answer period ended,
and the AMAZING massage ensued.
So, so nice.
Then, famished, we had a late lunch of
sushi and, of course, wine.
Was a nice change-up from our typical Valentine's dates, before Baby came along. Much needed rejuvenation for this mama. And much-appreciated romantic date-time for both of us.
Thank you, Hubby, for loving me so much. Every day.
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