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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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