Mother’s Day at the Spa

My husband, God love him, is a wonderful partner, friend, and father, but he is the WORST gift-giver. Four years ago he bought me a vacuum cleaner for Christmas, and he STILL doesn’t understand why that was a bad gift. Three years ago he bought me an amazing soft, fluffy robe… That was an extra small (but thank you for thinking I could fit in it)! Birthdays have never been a big deal for us so maybe I’d get a card, but not much else. He’s never done anything for me for Mother’s Day (“I’m not HIS mother” but he could have HELPED the kids do something). This Christmas he didn’t do anything for me. Honestly, I think he has pretty much given up trying. He used to buy me perfume, …