Thank You Fairy Godmother!!

Every damsel in distress needs a fairy godmother and mine so happens to be my sister Bek. She has been my rock for many months now. She knows me, knows my triggers and has this uncanny ability to talk me off the ledge and turn my pumpkins into a coach when I find myself overwhelmed that the ugly stepsister (or whatever) is taking my place at the ball. She knew this weekend would be hard for me since my original plans had to get scrapped (long story) and planned a suprise distraction for both me and Britny in the form of a spa day.

I loved it!

In the past, J has tried to get me to try spa type things, but I always thought a massage would be too wierd, my ticklish feet couldn't handle a pedicure etc. etc. I had no idea what I was missing. It was blissful and relaxing and so much more needed than I even knew. It was so nice to relax guilt-free without feeling like there was something else I should be doing. We ate chocolate strawberries and sugar cookies and sipped ice water with orange slices and gossiped. The only thing that would have made it better would have been the presence of the Fairy Godmother herself. Grandma came up to watch kids and I came home to pink roses picked out by my boys as well as several other little Valentines surprises. I have a great family. Thank you bek, for the countless hours you spend on the phone with me, thank you for the many, many words of wisdom, thank you for letting me pick you to be one of my go-to people, thank you for introducing me to the wonder of pedicures and facials! Someday I will find a way to repay you for all you do for me. Someday I want to be someone's Bek.

In an unrelated item, I thought I would share with you all the Valentines Junior made yesterday. These were supposed to go to the Grandparents but we decided not to send them after all.

What can I say? He's 6...

(in case you are confused, yes, the people are taunting 'Valentine Guy' causing him to go on a rampage)

This one? I have no idea...