He is the best husband that there ever was.
I woke up on the morning of my birthday to surprise after surprise. I heard Sloan wake up and went into her room. Once we were both up and ready we went downstairs. Zach had a full spread waiting for us. Bagels and cream cheese, fruit parfaits, muffins. He even had balloons, decorations, and cards.
In one card he gave me some spending money for our weekend out of town. The other card told me to hurry and get ready, because he had a babysitter coming over and we were going to spend the afternoon at the spa. I couldn’t believe how thoughtful the whole gesture was. Once she arrived, we drove up to Layton for our couples massage.
It was so relaxing and enjoyable and when I got ready to leave – he took me into one of the private rooms for a foot soak. He had a large Diet Coke, sandwiches, and my favorite treat – a Cutler’s cookie – waiting for me.
Once we got back home – Sloan had just woken up from her nap. We played the rest of the day together, honestly doing nothing productive at all. As I moved from room to room, I would notice little notes Zach had left me around the house. He even left me a note in my car. I couldn’t help but tear up every time I read one. It made my whole day – even more than the spa and the amazing breakfast.
It was honestly a perfect day. I am not big on birthdays for myself. I always try to make them special for Zach and Sloan, but mine I could take or leave. But this particular birthday was the best I’ve ever had, by far. Zach always makes things so fun and special, and he really went above and beyond to make it wonderful.
That weekend we had planned to go to Las Vegas for a quick getaway. We stayed at the Encore (first time for the both of us) and Zach literally let me do all of my favorite things: sleep in, work out, eat, and shop. It may sound uneventful to some – but that’s my kind of vacation. We arrived there Friday afternoon. We had lunch at the Cafe at the Wynn – where they have my favorite salad in all of creation.
We took an afternoon snack break at Sprinkles, for a red velvie.
Then we took an Uber to the Forum Shops. We spent most of our time at Nike and stopped in a few other places until it was time for our dinner at Joe’s.
We shopped around some more and then made our way back to our hotel.
The next morning we both went to the spa. I had an appointment for a facial (my first one ever) and Zach wanted to enjoy the spa amenities. The facial was amazing – in fact, I’ve been converted. I don’t think I could pick a massage over a facial now that I have experienced one for myself. She did put some amazing product on my lips, which I loved, but gave them a tingly sensation. I would later realize that “tingle” was numbness and I wouldn’t regain feeling in my lips until the next morning. But still…I loved it and would do it again in a second.
We later had lunch at Shake Shack.
We then spent the majority of the day at Fashion Show Mall and Zach wins the award for most patient husband. I don’t even want to know how long we were in Zara – I can’t think about it.
We then went to dinner at Momofuku. It was already packed when we got there at 6:30 – luckily, Zach got a reservation. When we arrived I was totally bummed they didn’t have chicken pho on the menu, like their New York location. But, the waiter assured me I would love the “chicken noodle soup”. It wasn’t until my first taste of my dish that my faith had been restored. Even though the menu was completely different – it was so very good. He can do no wrong, that David Chang.
We stopped on our way out at the Milk Bar – where Zach treated himself to something coated with cereal that he really liked.
We contemplated going to a movie, but decided to take a suggestion from my sister-in-law Gina about the “Feature Presentation” that they offer at the Wynn hotels. When we got back we ordered two candies, a buttered popcorn, and two sodas in CANS and ordered a movie to our room. I had no idea they even offered this – and it was totally worth it (and less expensive than a real movie with all the trimmings, I might add). It was an absolute home run! (Thank you Gina!)
We slept in and packed up the next morning, eager to get home to Sloan.
A lot of my friends have been struggling with the thought of turning 30, but I feel the opposite. I feel good. I am excited. My 30-year-old self is completely content. I never dreamed as a teenager I would be in love and married to my best friend (well, I hoped…but I didn’t KNOW), have the sweetest little soul for a daughter, and to be able to make memories with them every single day.
Ask me how I feel at 50, ok?
Because 30 is actually pretty bomb, guys.