Valentine's Day or Super Duper Day

First of all, I was cute today.  I was.  At least, people told me that I was.  I did a little som'n som'n to my hair, wore red and polka dots and had a flower in my hair.  It's Valentine's Day.  I wanted to look Valentiney.  I had a presentation in class and plus, well, it's Valentine's Day, so I brought cupcakes and chocolate.  But then I got a call that I had a delivery, but the delivery man wasn't able to find my apartment!  Who was the mystery Valentine's Day gift-giver?  I ended up going to the place, Edible Arrangements.  And I had a box of chocolate covered strawberries, a balloon and a teddy bear.

I read the card and saw that they were from this handsome guy right here . . . my brother.  Awww!  He really made my day.

And then I got a call from my professor.  The amazing one that I wish I could be like.  She didn't have time to talk to me after class, she said, but she wanted to tell me that I did a good job on my presentation.  Then, to make a long story short, she asked if I wanted to co-author an article with her!  I was so overwhelmed that I started to cry!  If you're in academia and can get an article published before you finish grad school, it's a huge deal.  But not even that . . . just the fact that she asked me.  That she thinks I'm a good enough scholar to want to attach her name to something that I would be partly responsible for.  That she would even consider me.  I'm excited. And today has been a super duper day.