Aug 7, 2006
Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick.
So we’re hearing the clock hands (imaginary, we don’t have any old fashioned clocks) shuffle by pretty damn slowly. A visit to our doctor today ended with ‘yep, any day … today … tomorrow … just don’t go into labor on weds, it’s my birthday’. So from our doctor; that means an awful lot. She’s been filled with ambigious messages. We guess it’s from all of the pregnant people freaking out on her all of the time … ‘what!!! you said next tuesday!’ ….
If you’re reading this . Yes. We really said the next day or two. But you never know right? We still have cleaning to do, Josh has a bunch of music and work to tend to. Lists!.
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