I have decided that I either need a husband or a personal masseuse, because my back is killing me and a massage would be really nice right about now.
Why can't I live in a spa?
ps. Candi, thinking about a massage made me think about a massage chair. I think you know where I'm going with that. Ha ha.
2 comments:
Oh, Good times. And, why can't we live in a spa??? I think that's a totally legit question.
Your mom will kill me for saying this but....
Go with the masseuse...There's way too much obligation that comes from this kind of contact with a husband.
By the way...I read my comment to my sweet husband before I published this comment.
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