Epiphany...

e-piph-a-ny [i-pif-uh-nee] n. a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.

I had one of these around 11:30 pm last night. 

Remember this?

Well, I was country dancing the night away at the Fun Park--standing mostly--when I saw my country dancing teacher walk by. He is a beautiful, beautiful man. And he will never see this blog, so I'm safe in saying this. But it can never be. He went to Orem High. Boo.

On the first day of class, I remember thinking Hey, he looks familiar and then shrugging it off, content to just ogle him and his God-given physical assets. Not even exaggerating here. 

So I'm vain and shallow and superficial.

What?

You are too. 

But then when he walked past me, it was like blip, Hot I'm-buying-sweats-for-my-sister-in-law-for-Christmas-please-help-me Man, and then blip, Hot country-swing-dance-instructor-from-Orem-who-went-to-Orem-High-boo Man, and then double-blip, Hot oh-my-gosh-they're-the-same-guy Man. 

My mouth dropped open. I was with Katy and I looked at her and shouted, "You remember the guy with the sweats?" And then I pointed to Clark and she knew. We laughed like crazy.

It was pretty much thrilling.

The plan is to go to dancing class on Monday, and confirm it. Watch me be all embarrassed when he doesn't remember at all. Haha.

Special shout-out to Kelli: Thanks so much for taking me out! I really needed that and it was the perfect pick-me-up. You are the absolute best and I love you!  :)