Here's what our Tuesday night looked like.
(Did you notice the heart in the foam on top!?)
Yes, I was there too. (Pictures of Chas are just always so much cuter than pics of me.)
We didn't get home last night until 10pm.
I taught my Stress Management night class at UVU. Sometimes I really love teaching that class and feel lucky that I get paid to do so...even for the classes that I don't actually teach. Like last night's class. First, we had a financial planner guest speaker. Then, a student presented a "stress soother" to the class. She talked about how being touched and hugged helps her when she's stressed. She gave the class yummy lotion for hand massages and lip-shaped suckers. Next up was a student group presentation on Progressive Muscle Relaxation. Then, because it was the last class before spring break and because I'm a really nice teacher, I let them out early. Driving home I thought, I can't believe I just got paid good money for that! Pretty standard.
I drove back to Salt Lake and hung out at Chas' work for a little over an hour while he worked on finishing up a free-lance film gig. I love me some cute Chas hard at work editing.
He finished at 9pm and neither of us had had dinner yet. Starvin Marvins. Then we realized it had been well over a week...cough...8 days...cough cough...since we'd been to Hires. Plus, we both had had long days (mostly Chas), so we (Chas) deserved it. Ahhh...that cheeseburger, onion rings, fry sauce, and frosty mug of root beer. This, my friends, is what we live for.