onomatopoopa

Bart and I will probably be MIA for a little while because, well, I basically just got a new job--without asking for it. Pretty exciting, huh? I am now working as an Executive Assistant for the Chairman, or should I say, Chairwoman, of our department. The proposition was sprung on me at 4:30 Tuesday afternoon (right in the middle of my watching Teen Mom). Goodbye entertaining TV at work days... Oh, and my old boss is so sad right now (READ: pissed that he has to do my work and doesn't know how). Guess I get to put all of those anal, organizational abilities to good use. I think this will be an awesome diet for me--when you don't have time for lunch or breakfast, those holiday pounds sure do come off quickly! (Or at least that's what should happen!)

Oh, and, um, of course there is my even more busy husband. Bart's work on his paper is really picking up speed and we are simply bracing ourselves (and getting really excited) for all that will come when he is published and we get closer to his graduation. YOU CAN DO IT BART! I love you!

It is literally CRAZY TIME around here.

And I didn't even mention our Branch because we haven't yet been to church yet. That will be a barrel of laughs, or should I say flu-like germs, once we finally get to a Sunday.

Oh, but we did have the gas company come to our house on Monday night because we had a gas leak. Have we really only been home for 4 days?

If this seems disjointed, that's a perfect representation of what my new job is like. Can you handle it?

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).

This is a congratulations to Miss F1 who is now prego. May she have many babies.

Good job little M1! (and Bart for bringing them together)

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.