a night at the ballet

Yesterday was Valentine's Day - and Chandler and I are not much for giving gifts (though I did get him one of his favorite treats - licorice). We would rather do stuff together! So yesterday we went to lunch at the Pendulum Court Cafe at BYU. It was us and the two girls in his ISYS group at school and their significant others/spouses. That was so fun to have lunch with some new friends!

Then I left Chandler on campus to take a test and I headed to teach. Then I came home, put on a cute dress, made dinner and took some to my sister Erin while I was on my way to meet Chandler back on campus. I took him dinner and then we were on our way!

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On your way to what? you might ask (but if you had read the title you would have an idea). It was Chandler's idea to go to the BYU Theater Ballet's performance of "The Sleeping Beauty" this lovely Valentine's Day. As a dancer who gets quite obsessed and giddy about going to performances, I can't say how pleased I was to have Chandler suggest such a thing a few days ago. He truly is the man of my heart.

The concert was beautiful! I loved the colorful and sparkly tutus, the beautiful set, and the emotional tones of Tchaikovsky's original score played by a live orchestra. The dancing itself was also exquisite. I just wanted to get up on stage and dance with them! Watching the ballet brought back so many memories of times I had performed pieces of this beautiful ballet. It was just another reminder of what I love about it.


The best part though? Being next to Chandler - who enjoyed the ballet as well. I loved to hear his opinion on how he liked/disliked the style of this particular performance. That is one of the things I love about Chandler. He is open-minded to enjoying things that I love - like ballet. He is so supportive. He asked me if I could see any ballet company in the world, who would I want to go see. When I told him, he said "Okay, let's do it! Let's work hard so we can do that."

My heart is melting! It was such a wonderful evening. It made me so giddy to be dressed up, going to a live performance, with my arm around the man I love.

oh the irony

You may remember that a couple of months ago our sweet landlady passed away, but thanks to our contract we have not had to move out of the basement yet. There was a time that we had a bunch of random people walking into our apartment after hardly knocking and we realized that we had to keep things spotless and try to be dressed in something more presentable than sweats (that is hard as a dance teacher) just "in case" someone came to see the basement apartment we live in. After a few days of that, we heard that there was a young couple planning on buying the house and they were scheduled to seal the deal sometime mid-February. We were excited, because it sounded like the couple wanted to keep renters.

We both got a call from the realtor today saying that they found out that the deal didn't go through so they are putting the house back on the market. Here we go again! Someone came to look at the apartment today - an hour after I found out that they were showing it again. Naturally, it wasn't too clean after a pretty busy week - leaving dirty dishes, clothes, and papers out... It was fine though. We aren't terribly messy people, but I do like things to be extra clean if anyone from the outside world is coming for a visit. Now I have an extra push to get me to do those things that I have been putting off because of long work days! It will be nice to get things organized again.

The ironic part is that we want to stay here and I feel like we are trying to be impressive to sell the house that we want to live in. Whether the people who buy the house want us to stay or not, I know we can stay until August because of our contract, but for some reason I feel weird trying to show off the apartment we have come to love so much. It truly feels like our home, and we had plans to stay as long as the size of our family wouldn't outgrow the space. But out of my need to be completely honest to people, I feel it is only right to show everything in its true form - show the perks of living in our apartment as well as the things that aren't ideal. I feel like laughing to myself that I have become somewhat protective of our place and have a hard time mentally gearing up to talk up the place that we don't own. But it feels like home. And I hope it can stay that way for a long time. If not, then there will be another great place for us I am sure.

So... if you are in the market for a house, and you want some awesome basement renters, I think we could hook you up! ;)