I want hotdogs with sauerkraut. And icy cold root beer. And birthday cake. But it's not my birthday, it's my mommy's birthday.

Happy Birthday, Mommy!!!!!

I keep having dreams that I am in the hospital. The night before last I dreamed that I was actually having the baby. The weird thing - in my dream I was thinking "Wow, I usually don't experience physical pain in my dreams, but only the idea of pain. Now, I am experiencing physical pain." Isn't that bizarre? Last night, I must have had 2 or more different dreams about being in the hospital to have the baby. In the last one, I dreamed not really about giving birth, but that people were upset with me because I didn't call them on my way to the hospital so that they could be there. I kept trying to tell them that I was going to call them when they could come actually see the baby. It was a stressful night of sleep.

I am procrastinating again. I have to "polish" - in other terms, butcher - my paper in order to turn in the final draft by 4pm today. It sort of makes me sad.

"Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain."
1 Corinthians 15:58

"Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is - his good, pleasing and perfect will."
1 Corinthians 12:2