poor eyes...

1st off, I forgot to say a while back: Sam and I both got into BYU!!! Yay!!! It was a perfect birthday present, finding out Sammy was accepted as well.
2nd, we have an awesome condo we get to move into for the summer, starting April 25th. Can you say lucky? Three bedrooms, washing machine/dryer, dishwasher, half a block from BYU, and half the price of a normal place=Sam and Ariel have a lot of blessings to pay forward. Seriously though I'm more excited about the washing machine and dryer in the place than anything else. :)
3rd, the semester is almost done!!! Just got to hold on a liiiiitttle longer. I'm still terrified about writing my personality theory paper, but that's just how I get about papers. Hopefully BYU will solve that.
I also applied for a job in the mental health field recently, and was informed my resume made it past the first cut. What on earth?? I don't have a very impressive resume so this was a lovely surprise.
Ok and the eyes thing:
So one night Sammy needed a tissue, so I was bringing the box over so he could grab one but I brought it too far and jabbed the corner of the box into his left eye. His reaction was so great! It was just like a movie, he immediately said "My eye. My eye!"
Well LAST night I had just turned off the lamp, so was unaccustomed to the darkness still. I was flipping back around, and squished my own left eye precisely into his thumb. :) I could not stop laughing: that's two in a row!
I love Sam. The end