1. A while back my mom gifted me a maternity massage, but then I had my rib injury and didn't want to schedule it until the pain was better so I didn't get the massage until this weekend. I've only ever had a massage once before and it was a long time ago, so I'm pretty new to the whole experience. I was a little nervous when they made me sign a wavier that I understood this was a non-sexual massage, but I'm just hoping that is standard.
Other people must get really cold when they get massages because the table was heated and then she brought in hot packs too. I had to tell her that I was already hot walking in from outside (and it was 65 degrees) because I didn't think excessive sweat was a desirable part of the massage experience. Other than the heat, it was pretty awesome and those 60 minutes flew by!
2. Baby "sprinkle"! My neighborhood friends wanted to do something to celebrate my new baby, but since it's my second kid, they called it a "sprinkle" instead of a shower which totally amused me. What can I say, I'm easily amused.
We all met at a local Mexican restaurant and enjoyed a great lunch. I appreciate going out for a meal so much more now because I'm like "Oh, I get to eat this while it's hot and no one is expecting me to cut up their food for them!" Plus, there were cupcakes and I didn't have to share. That's a big deal around here.
Because I'm an idiot, I forgot my camera at home so I didn't get any pictures of all the cute fleece outfits for the baby (plus stuff for next summer!) but I did take this when I got home. Check out these sweet zebra cupcakes:
|Not store bought!|
Yes, they tasted as good as they looked. Be jealous.
Most hilarious present? How about a piggy bank wearing a tiara and tutu?
|Oink oink bitches|
3. After the lunch was over, I got a pedicure. It's strange to have my feet not be a mess of calluses and blisters from running, but I guess that's one perk of this reduced mileage from being really freaking pregnant. My childhood best friend had driven here for the day for the lunch, so I wanted to treat her to pedicure for driving that far. Plus, she brought Faith (her goddaughter) new slippers which made her run laps around the kitchen island and pass out really easily for her nap, so that alone is worth a pedicure.
|Aunt Danielle is SO EXCITING! MUST RUN LAPS!|
I picked the most ridiculous color possible for my toes (blue sparkle? Sure, why not) because I thought it might provide me amusement when I'm staring at them when I'm pushing out this baby. I'm really good at planning for labor, I should write up a post on tips.
The last thing doesn't really count as "pampering" so much as "Holy crap I'm glad I wasn't home alone for this". Guess what was living above the door to the house from the garage? The door that Faith and I go in and out of all the freaking time?
|I hate nature|
My husband went out in the garage to get something and this huge black widow almost dropped on his head! If I had been the one to go out into the garage and this had happened, I'm pretty sure I would have shit my pants.
Not only did he stay calm, he also triumphed over our enemy so I don't have to live in fear:
He threw it away because he didn't like my idea of stringing up the dead body in the garage as a message to the other spiders. I don't do really well with killing bugs, especially large bugs so I'm so, so glad I didn't have to deal with this. It's not like you can just ignore a venomous spider so close to getting inside, especially when you have a small kid. Also, I bet the dog could find a way to get bit (or eat it) and need lots of expensive vet care.
|What flavor are black widow spiders? I could go for a snack.|
When was the last time you had a pedicure or a massage?
Are you the bug killer in your house?