Today I got a mas­sage.  Oh man did it hurt!  But, you know, in a good way.

For Mother’s Day all I wan­ted was a chance to redeem both hour long mas­sage gift cer­ti­fi­ca­tes that’ve been sit­ting on my desk for well over a year.

And, if it wasn’t too expen­sive, I wan­ted to tack on an extra 1/2 hour.

Today was day one of two mas­sa­ges this sum­mer.  And boy did I need it.

Throughout the years I’ve had many dif­fe­rent mas­sage gifts given to me.  So I’ve expe­rien­ced expe­rien­ced a wide variety of mas­sage sty­les.  My least favo­rite is the catch all Swe­dish Mas­sage.  I’m of the opi­nion that when I pay you a large sum of money for a ser­vice, I want to actually feel the mas­sage.  And often a Swe­dish mas­sage ends up being nothing more than a soft rub of the body.

So I always encou­rage the mas­seuse to mas­sage as hard as she wishes.

And this lady step­ped up to my challenge.

Appa­rently I have a ton of knots in my back, spe­ci­fi­cally  on my right shoul­der.  Can you guess why?  That’s right, I carry the ever gro­wing baby eigh­teen month old around on my right hip.

So today was a fan­tas­tic hour and a half break from the kids and house.

I wouldn’t go as far as saying that it was rela­xing, but it sure was nice being able to have time dedi­ca­ted just to me.  Without anyone tal­king.  No screa­ming, crying or phone rin­ging.  Silence.

And it was nice.

Tomo­rrow we leave for cam­ping.  We’ll be back late Mon­day after­noon.  In the mean­time my father will post a let­ter to BC that I wrote on Satur­day.  And on Mon­day I’m par­ti­ci­pa­ting in July’s Blog Exchange.   He’ll post that for me as well.