Rigoletto

A friend of mine couldn't go to this opera in SLC at the Capitol Theatre and gave us the tickets. Matt and I had never been to an opera before.

I wore jeans. There were a couple other people in more casual attire, but most ladies were in dresses - plunging necklines, flowing trains or short mini skirts, mink coats, gold jewelry, etc etc. Over the top? I thought so.

Some fellows were in tuxedos. Really?

The concession stand sold little pairs of silver binoculars, and if bought, they definitely declared one's social status.

As for me, I'm just glad I was raised on a farm in the country.

Making up for lost time...

Today marks our 6 month wedding anniversary. :) Matt and I didn't even realize it until we were on a walk today, and we were talking about today's date. We both looked at each other in surprise, kissed, then laughed. Time has certainly flown by, and yet it seems like I've been with my Matty FOREVER.

Funny how life is... I spent all those pre-marriage days worrying if/when I'd get married. Now I can barely remember them. I think that is how it will be for any single girl who lives worthy of a temple marriage - whether it may come in this life or not. Knowing this doesn't take away the loneliness and pain (that I can still remember), but somehow Heavenly Father makes up for lost time.

Thirty-Two : Too-Spoiled

Nanny-Poo brought me a birthday dinner on Friday and we birthday bashed for quite some time. I was spoiled. Yep. Spoiled.

I don't tell my students it's my birthday b/c I'm not too fond of the attention, and I want it to be a normal school/work day. This year however, one of my student's mothers found out via fb that it was my birthday. She brought in a cake, birthday treat bags for the students, and a nice gift. I was flabbergasted. It was such a nice gesture and was very sweet of her in every way. My co-worker also gave me a sweet gift and 2 other students whom I'm friends with their moms. I was spoiled. Yep. Spoiled.

Once home from work, Matt took me to eat at The Outback Steakhouse. Yum. I was spoiled. Yep. Spoiled.

We came home and Matt had cunningly devised a plan with Joni to have his nieces and nephew take turns ringing the doorbell and dropping off the presents:

Present #1: a can of sweet and condensed milk. Interesting.
Present #2: Heath bar. Hmmm...
Present #3: german chocolate cake mix. Any guesses?
Present #4: a note that said I needed to check Matt's car for one more present.

We walked down to his car and he had me pull a blanket off a box to reveal: A MIXER!!!
We made the cake with it that night. What a fun birthday. I was spoiled. Yep. Spoiled. :)