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On Saturday Justin and I went to the BMV to update our car tags which both expire on my birthday. Then he took me out to breakfast. I wasn't feeling very well and I had lost my mucous plug that morning so I wasn't feeling up to being out much longer than that, though Justin wanted to be. We hung out and watched t.v. and napped most of the weekend. It was very nice. Especially since it's probably our last weekend being non-parents.

Justin gave me The Offspring's Greatest Hits CD and a note that said, "The devil wishes you an happy birthday and congratulates you on breeding" accompanied by a pregnant devil stick figure and a little devil stick figure by the pregnant one's foot. Ah, running gags. :)

I can't really walk today. I think childbirth may be imminent.