Another visitor! (we're either popular or we live in a killer place, you decide).

In what is clearly turning out to be a theme this week, we also had a dear friend Heather come into town for a visit. We got together with the old Scripps buddies for a fancy-pants dinner out at Oceanaire downtown (if you haven't been, seriously you have to go. Now, preferably.) Rob was the token male with the 5 chics and it brought him a lot of comments and attention all night "hey, what did you do to get all these lovely ladies to go out on a date with you?", and "Hey man, you're pimp!" and the ultimate: a serenade by some sketchy dude out on the sidewalk who was apparently inspired by Rob's luck with the ladies. He's so incredibly patient and put up with the constant gossip, discussion of all things gynecological (hey, they are postpartum and labor and delivery nurses, after all) and an overabundance of estrogen. Good times, good times. Love you Heather, thanks for coming to see us!

And, love you babe, thanks for being so pimp!