Week 7: Valentine's Day

So I must admit, I didn't do so well at taking pictures this week.  I think I only took pictures 2 out of the 7 days. 

I was busy though.  I began a new adventure!  I started working as a math tutor and I now officially have three people I help a couple times a week.  As incredibly nerdy as it sounds, I missed math and the challenges that it posed, and it is great to have the opportunity to get out of the house, use the math I spent years learning, and earn a little money on the side.  I love it!

I felt it fitting this week to photograph things associated with Valentine's Day.  Typically I would steer away from photographing/talking about what my Valentine's Day consisted of since I don't particularly care to read what other people do; however, Matt completely nailed it this year and I feel a little bragging is in order.  I apologize in advance. . .

Valentines would not be complete without a dozen roses and chocolates.  Stephanie came down and watched Alex for us while Matt and I went out Friday night.  We went to the Star of India (maybe not the most romantic, but fantastic food!) and afterwards Matt surprised me with a box full of candy, a love poem, opera glasses, and tickets to this!

Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!  He's pretty amazing, right?  I'm fairly sure there aren't too many husbands out there who would willingly take their wives to the ballet, but I am lucky enough to have such a husband!  I loved the ballet and was so much fun to get away with Matt and do something new.  He is the greatest husband ever!! 
   
On a completely unrelated topic, for those of you who knew Grandpa Pitts, we started tearing out the paneling in the spa room this week and ran into more of grandpa's fantastic handy work.  Take a look.

Do you have a hole in your furnace duct?  Just patch it with a sign you picked up on the side of the road.

Who needs a real junction box when this will do the trick?  It used to have about 10 different wires attached, but sadly Matt tore most of them out before I got a picture.

Somewhat blurry picture, but this was the junction box where grandpa spliced the wires running to the spa. . .which ran on 240 volts. . .the more we see the more amazed we are this house never burned down. . .

Happy photographing!