Bart's mouse (which I have been informed is actually named F3, not F1 as previously reported) had her 9 pups last night. Holy crap.
And I'm told M3 is already trying to get her pregnant again. Ladies, we should all be glad that there isn't such a thing as postpartum estrus for humans (getting pregnant a day after giving birth).
I hate sappy posts, but this totally is one, so turn away if you aren't interested in some gushy love.
Four years ago Bart and I went on our first date. It was horrible. We both agree. Luckily for us, they have only gotten better. Since then, we have gone on approximately 208 dates. It's pretty incredible to think that only one of those 208 dates was not incredible. Some dates that are particularly memorable to me:
-Watching Rocky on the Art Museum steps
-numerous picnics
-Walking by the sculpture gardens
-Les Miserables at Walnut Street Theatre
-seeing the mice at Bart's lab
-piano concert for Bart's birthday
-The Nutcracker for my birthday
-candlelit dinners
-slumber party with pajamas for Valentine's Day
-walking along the river where we got engaged thinking about when we got engaged
-Christmas lights at Longwood Gardens
Oh Philadelphia, I will miss you desperately when we have to leave one day. Luckily for me, I get to take the best part of you with me--my sweet husband.
I just found out they are shooting a movie at my work. How cool is that?! Jack Nicholson is one of the stars, and while I do think he is kind of a dirty old man, that won't stop me from trying to poke my head out the window to conveniently be an unwanted extra in the film. The movie is allegedly called "How Do You Know?"
Admittedly, I'm left to wonder if they KNOW how disgusting this hospital is. I'll be curious to see if the portrayal is accurate. There also better be a LOT of Philly 'tude because this location is full of it--and not just from yours truly.
We are officially coming home for Christmas! We are flying in to Utah on December 17th around 8:30 pm and staying in Logan until the morning of the 26th when we will head down south to Layton until the 3rd of January. Hooray for long winter vacations! Thank you, P-E-N-N (joke for my dad who actually doesn't ever read this blog... so maybe it's a joke for me...)
