happy birthday to mom?

or to me...i don't care...but i got to cash in on mom's birthday! we got to take the day and head off to the spa at glen ivy. it was fabulous! an entire day away with just my mom to talk and catch up. although we see eachother a lot and talk on the phone...its never more than a few sentences between yelling at the kids and listening to their constant talking. anyways, it was a wonderful day filled with floating in the pool, covering ourselves with mud, and getting a wonderful massage. then after we left we stopped by some outlets and did some shopping. and of course some wonderful dinner which left mom in a near diabetic comma from eating sugar and too many carbs. when she got home she had to suck ice chips until she got it under control. poor ben got to spend the whole day with all three kids which definitely took it out of him. by the time we got home ben was pooped and looked completely spent. i think he gained a new perspective of my life with the kids.
but while on the subject of the spa...i came to realize that one of the worst jobs in the world has got to be a massage therapist. after watching the clients that come in and out, i've decided that it has to be a disgusting job to rub down some of these people. 'oh sorry the lotion does not penetrate through hair that thick!' (for you slower minded ie ben, i mean hairy backs) ewwwww!!!! i just don't think i could do that.
anyways, it was an amazing day to be away and just relax for the day. it made me miss the kids immensely though which is always good. so happy birthday again mom! to 60 fabulous years!