Last week was pretty rough. Or at least as rough as it can be when your dog has had surgery on her leg and you feel helpless to take the pain away. Or when you're a complete klutz and accidentally sliced your finger pretty badly on a wine glass of all things. Everyone experiences off weeks and it was time for mine. Still not bad in comparison to what most people endure on a daily basis so I felt childish for feeling sorry for myself. But hey, it happens. I'm human.
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But then someone does something genuinely kind, and you are once again reminded that life constantly pushes and pulls you in different directions. One second you're down, the next you feel on top. I personally love surprises. I think it's so thoughtful when people you love go out of their way to notice that you're feeling fragile and therefore could use a pick-me-up. It's especially meaningful when my husband does it because let's face it, we've been together longer than most Hollywood marriages last and once you reach a certain point, it isn't always rainbows and butterflies. It's easy to get complacent. Nate's always been good at surprising me though, and Friday night was no exception. He drove us down to San Diego and we had a beautiful dinner at one of my favorite hotels overlooking the bay. A four course meal, gorgeous views, and a chance for me to get a little dressed up. It's amazing what a night out on the town can do when you've been in yoga pants for a week straight.
Hope you had a wonderful holiday weekend :)
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