I love manicures, pedicures, and facials. However, I have never had any desire to have a massage. In fact, since I usually ask my manicurist to skip the massage when I get my nails done, I was sure that I wouldn’t enjoy a massage one bit. A couple of friends were flying in for a long weekend. It was one of their birthdays. We wanted to surprise the birthday girl with something special to celebrate. We decided to hit…
With not so much as a glance at my husband, Marc, or my cat, Alex, I rushed into the house and made a mad dash for the freezer to grab some ice cubes. “I’ll call you back,” Marc quickly said into the phone. “Something is wrong.” . “I got stung by a bee on my way home,” I tell Marc as he flew into the kitchen. . “Aren’t you allergic?” He asked. . “Yes,” I say as I show him…
Seriously, it has been a rough couple of weeks. Between work, construction at the house, Alex, our cat’s tail amputation, and a revolving door of house guests, I don’t know if I am coming or going anymore. I am beyond the point of exhausted. But, as we all know, life doesn’t stop if you are tired, and there is no rest for the wicked. At 5:00 in the morning, as my husband, Marc did some stretches in the living…
I was at work the other day, when my husband, Marc, sent me the below email (OK, I edited it a little – but just a little). To: Hilary @ work From: Marc @ work Here is a blog for you…. My husband, Marc, is on the Board of Directors in our fifty unit home owners association. Although he is involved in pretty much everything, his main role is landscaping and architectural project approvals. He was on the phone with…
My husband, Marc, and I were in the kitchen preparing dinner. We were going to be smoking lamb chops on the Big Green Egg. But, since we made a turkey a few days earlier, he was going to warm some of it up as well. As he prepared the lamb, and took the leftovers out of the fridge, I was on the other side of the kitchen making a salad. When I was done, I went over to the cutting…