MMMM...Pure Heaven

I L-O-V-E massages. Not just the ones that your mom or husband gives you as a result of whining or obligation, but the professional, feel good from head-to-toe, wish you could take her home with you, kind of massages. My wonderful, most loving husband got me a massage as part of my Christmas gift and I took full advantage of it tonight! A full hour of happiness. I swear to myself, one day, I am going to have enough 'extra cash' to get at least one a week. They are truly that blissful to me. I've had many massages thus far in life and can't say that I've ever not enjoyed it. I become completely limp and focused on the beauty of their skills the whole time I'm lying there like a spaghetti noodle. And let me tell you...when they massage me, I am REAL work! My back and neck have the tendency to be pains all of the time so my muscles always seem to reciprocate their feelings of disharmony...on a daily basis too, which sucks. I think that is why massages are so glorious to me. MMMMM...I feel at ease and happy. Thank you my sweet, sweet husband. Nighty night...