What a man, what a man, what a man...

...What a mighty good man!

Yesterday my shoulders felt so tense. I had so much pain in them that I actually considered a massage. Something many people don't know about me...I don't really like massages. But I was sore enough that if a massage could help, I was willing to get one (I know, you are all thinking...what a sacrifice Maleen).
I called Tyler and mentioned that my shoulders ached and he jumped right on it. He told me to call a sister in my ward who does massage, but when she wasn't home, he immediately scheduled a massage for me at another place.
So, I found myself getting a massage this morning. It wasn't terrible. In fact, the lady giving the massage turned out to be an old friend, Jenn, from Pizza Factory (where I worked a million years ago). It was so great catching up with her and just passing the time listening to Dido and getting some knots out of my shoulders. I do feel much better after the whole thing...but I am still not a massage fan in general.
I talked with Jenn a bit afterwards and I heard how she had narrowly escaped a bad marriage and I had to thank my lucky stars once again for the amazing man I have married. Here he is watching his four kids (one of them a new born) and practically forcing his wife to go get a massage so she can feel better. Why am I so lucky? What did I do to deserve such a mighty good man?
One thing is for sure...I'm holdin' on to this one, he ain't gettin' away easy.

* If you'd like to know, I went to Wasatch Therapeutic Massage and Acupressure. If you chose to go with an apprentice, they have very reasonable prices. I recommend them.