For my birthday yesterday, T took me to Lucille's BBQ for dinner (thank you mom and dad)...But all night he had a little smirk on his face, so I knew he had something up his sleeve..
So when we get home, I notice that there are candles lite inside...my first thought is "oh no, I didn't take the trash out, or clean the bathroom, and there is people in my home" BUT, when he opened the front door there was a massage table set up, candles all over, soft music playing and my own personal massage therapist!!!!!
BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER!!
I was so surprised!! What a blessing to have a husband that would sacrifice my birthday evening with him, to let me relax and be massaged...
So after my 90 minute, full body massage...I was so relaxed, so in love and so grateful that I shaved my legs that morning:)
Jeremiah 29:11 The Message I'll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home. I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.
Philippians 4:8-9
whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. 9Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.
whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. 9Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.
2 comments:
That sounds so nice...I'm glad you enjoyed your birthday! Good job Travis!
Yes, Carey, I'm still reading your every word. Is that intimidating? Glad your birthday surprise turned out so wonderfully! And thank you to you and Alicia and Michelle for your ideas and plans for Thanksgiving. Last year was such a horrible one, just the thought of it makes me want to go cry. Not that we don't have so much to be thankful for, but I still can't believe that Grandma Betty is gone, and well you know. I love you, Carey, my Joy. Mom
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