My husband is amazing.

I wasn't feeling great tonight, and Bran insisted that I take a bath to help me feel better. (Those who know me best know that I love to take baths, whether its for stress, health, boredom, or basically any other excuse I can come up with.) So I happily complied, but had no idea what he had in mind.

While the tub was filling, Bran went all around the house and gathered every candle he could find, and then put them all over the bathroom and turned the lights out. Then he got me a glass of wine, and told me to stay in the tub for an hour. It was heaven on earth... until the hot water ran out about halfway through the tub fill-up. But once again, my husband had a plan - he spent about 15 minutes running back and forth between the stove and the bathtub with pots of hot water so I could have a hot bath! It was wonderful... and really funny, because every time I thought he was finished, he would bring another pot of water. I'm pretty sure he used all of my pots....

Needless to say, I'm feeling much better, and will sleep quite soundly tonight :)

(Note: This isn't my bathtub, though I wouldn't mind if it were.)