Having Jay live a million miles away in Dallas has not been the easiest thing for me. In fact, it's been terribly devastating! We have both been adjusting to the "commuter lifestyle," trying to figure out how frequently he can fly up to St. George, or I can haul my ass down to Dallas. The only payoff I have in this situation, is knowing that he is working a job he's wanted for years, and eventually (June...) we will be together again. Permanently. Fin.

So after two weeks of his absence, Jay flew in this weekend. We saw Lion King (Completely spectacular. Breathtaking costumes, and we all know how much I love Elton John!) and hit our favorite Mexican place, Gonzalez y Gonzalez, which has the best salsa in the world. In fact, we took some home with us, and were constantly eating it (as seen below. We couldn't even leave the parking garage without dipping into our reserve of chips and salsa.)

P.S. We don't normally both go out in public wearing matching argyle, like we did for the Lion King. In fact, we didn't notice it until we had left the hotel room. We're awesome.