Dear Brooklyn,
Someone, somewhere, has a batman apron. I saw it on a poster. This will happen. My apron is coming along, slowly but surely. The border is all done, just neck strap and belt to go! We'll be twinsies from the 50's!
So work has, per the status quo, been quite busy. We're field testing a new cardiac monitor so I've been medically geeking out on a regular basis. I've been quoted as saying things like, "Cool! This disk measures the effectiveness of chest compressions and estimates your cardiac output!" and, "Oh my god, it measures the ohms of resistance when you defibrillate really fat people!" (You never actually need to know that) Also, I now have really strong opinions on proper wire organization and how many inches of paper is appropriate to print out when you press the "on" button. Normal.
I clearly miss you terribly, and hope that you're having a blast with Mr. Fancypants. I cannot, repeat, CANNOT, wait to meet him. Ahh! Love him already. (Platonically... All that other -ness is for you to take care of.) I wish that you were here to help me eat this spinach risotto that I just made. ( With bacon and onions... It's basically my go-to for using up fridge leftovers.) Guess I'll just have to take the rest to work. Oh and by the way I haven't stopped receiving requests for those brownie-cookie-oreo things. Seriously. You made my co-workers crazy. They are crazy people now. Those things were EMT crack.
So I bought myself some wall art of Van Gogh's "Starry Night" because I am sooooo excited about my new apartment!!!! You obviously are required to help decorate/snuggle with me at sleepovers.
I hope you enjoy your night off before it's back to the grind!
Tu me manquais trop...
Aurelie
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