Mother's Day Wish

The kids and I went to dinner with my mom tonight and I was grilling her about what she wanted for Mother's Day.  She mentioned she wanted some creepy stone angel bird bath/feeder statue thing.  Sorry mom, I don't buy weird gifts like that, especially if I have to have that thing stare at me while I lounge by your pool.  Shiver.  Anyway, it got me thinking about what the perfect Mother's Day would look like for me.  Let me preface this by saying that I know there are "those moms" out there that say the only thing they want for Mother's Day is to spend it with their kids and just enjoy them.  I'm not one of "those moms".  Although I love my kids dearly, this holiday is a reward for being a good mom and is the perfect opportunity to have some freakin' peace, quiet and relaxation.  Sorry for the Hubby, he married a woman who's love language is both acts of service and gifts.  I told him to think twice before putting that ring on my finger.  Sucker.

I figure I should be nice and actually spend Mother's Day with my family.  Without my little hooligans I wouldn't get the honor of this holiday.  Come Monday, that's when my day would begin.  It would go a little something like this...

6:30- Alarm beeps but the Hubby turns it off and gets the kids up and out the door, letting me sleep in for the first time in years.
8:00- Get my coffee and do a little reading without screaming, tattling and Dora in the background.
9:00- Get ready and head to the spa for a mani/pedi and 2 hour massage.  Then I'd get my hair shampooed an blow dried, just because I loathe doing that.
1:00- Grab lunch somewhere delicious with one of my girlfriends.  This would normally include a couple of glasses of wine, but the alien inside of me prevents that from happening.
2:30- Head to the mall and pick up my new iPhone, because my 3G isn't doing the trick anymore.  Stalk the makeup counters and buy the latest summer must haves.  Then I'll find tons of super cute maternity clothes that all make me look half the size I am, and they will all be on sale as well.
6:00- Grab dinner and a chick flick with another girlfriend.
10:00- Come home to a clean house, sleeping children and a detailed car.  The laundry will be completely washed, dried, folded and put away.  The Hubby will tell me to take a Tylenol PM, that he is sleeping in the spare bed and will get up with the little monster that wakes me up throughout the night, so that I can get some much needed sleep after my long day.

Is that too much to ask?