!Buenos dias!

Sorry for the lame title, but in all honesty, today was a good day. After a meeting and a class, we have an extensive 3+ hour break before our assistive tech class. Debating on the necessary caffeine intake required to make it, we headed on a quest: to the Starbucks across campus. After we made it and indulged in a little (okay a lot) of coffee, I made the spontaneous detour to see my favorite Spanish professor (who is kind of dreamy in that I'm-extremely-intelligent-and-have-an-accent-to-die-for kind of way). It's been two years since I had class with him, so I wasn't really expecting him to remember me. When I got off the elevator on the 4th floor of Keezel, I was pleasantly surprised to find, not only had his office moved, but he was in it! I kind of peered in and did a double take to make sure it was him (it was!). He looked at me for a minute (or maybe like 20 seconds) before he realized who I was! That alone was enough to make my Woeful Wednesday wonderful. Then we had a great little conversation (in Spanish of course) followed by my mass amounts of giggling and hair twirling. Okay I didn't really giggle or twirl my hair, but I have to say I was really nervous to see him. All in all, it was a great little reunion and who knows, I may stop by again some time (I mean he did invite back). Did I mention he was my favorite professor? Yea. That accent, those dark eyes, and that tan skin definitely reinforced my desire to marry a Spanish man. Look out Spain, here I come.