I don't think I mentioned what my husband gave me for my birthday.
For the long weekend, we are headed over to this beautiful little town the next state over. On Sunday morning, before he and the kidlets head over to a wildlife refuge, I'm being dropped off at the spa for an hour massage and a facial.
One of the Social Workers at hospice said, "What husband school did he go to and can I enroll mine there?"
I'm not sure that my husband's innate sweetness is something that can be learned.
Have a great weekend!