Okay, no one told me Mother’s Day was so cool. Maybe it is because it’s my first? Or my husband is the bomb diggity? All I know is I got husband cuddle time, amazing food, a 2 1/2 hour nap, a massage, a facial, yoga, my favorite chicken in the world, and ice cream. And Ian just hung out all day, as mellow as a stoned surfer. And no, he did not get into my stash because I don’t have one. He’s high on life, clearly.