This post is so boring it almost put me to sleep while writing it

Well, yesterday was my due date. Nothing eventful happened (OBVIOUSLY). I'm still here. Still pregnant. Only now, I've basically lost the opportunity to deliver with my OB (who I love). And my annoying emails tell me my kid is a pumpkin this week.

Luckily, Steve had a three-day weekend and we were able to get a lot of stuff done. Nothing earth-shattering, but still stuff that needed doin'. We ripped out my far-past-dead mums and planted some marigolds and petunias and verbenas. We hacked up our Christmas tree and shoved it in the garbage can (has been sitting outside since JANUARY collecting leaves and trash- and now we're too embarrassed to place it by the curb on trash day, so we resorted to shoving it in the garbage can and are hoping for the best). We cleaned out more of the garage (how is this a never-ending process?). I sold a lot of stuff I found in the garage on craigslist. I promptly spent all of my craigslist cash on wine. Well, not ALL of it. Just a lot of it. And some was for a friend, so....

Funny story about the Class Six- I walked in and grabbed the wine I was looking for and headed to the check-out. The cashier looked at me a little funny and said (half-jokingly), "Is this all for you?" I laughed and said, "I WISH!" Then, "Well, that big bottle is for me. The other is for a friend. But don't worry, I'm not going to drink it yet or anything. I'm due today and I'm hoping that by buying this bottle of wine, the baby will get the hint that I'm ready to get things going."
She said, "OMG YOU'RE DUE TODAY?!?!?! That is sooooooo scary!! What are you doing out?! You'd better not go too far. I would be so scared if I was you!!"
And then another girl popped outta nowhere and said, "OMG YOU'RE DUE TODAY?!??!! Crazy!!! What are you doing out?!?!?!"
I guess I missed the memo about being under house arrest once you hit 40 weeks gestation.

Yesterday Steve and I were trying to recreate the things we did before Sam arrived in hopes of encouraging Second Baby out as well. But since we're no longer able to walk 48 miles around Richmond, we decided that one thing we WERE able to repeat was eating dinner at Olive Garden. Except we can no longer eat dinner at Olive Garden because Sam cannot be trusted in a place full of gluten like that. Also, he has a penchant for the sugar packets they keep on the table. I took my eye off of him for ONE SECOND the last time we were there, and he had ripped open the sugar packets (probably four of them?) with his gums (no teeth to speak of at the time!) and was sucking down sugar. And that just won't do. So we did Olive Garden takeout. Which is obviously even classier because we got to eat it on the couch while watching "Army Wives." (Is it just me or does anyone else wanna punch Denise in the face?)

Well, apparently Olive Garden was something Second Baby was waiting on before heading out (pun intended). Before going upstairs for bed, I had my first, honest-to-goodness contraction. I had four before making it into bed. Then I had some more in bed. Nothing crazy, and nothing close together, but I freaked out a little bit because my babysitter for Sam had just been alerted that nothing was happening. And I was worried that she wouldn't take her phone to bed with her and if I really needed to leave in the middle of the night, we would have no one to come over and be with Sam. But it turns out that listening to Hypnobabies really puts me out, so I slept through all the rest of my contractions and they spaced apart to almost nothing. I've had a few this morning, but they aren't even worth timing. I am clearly not going to make my high-noon deadline.

Stressful part about last night though- I realized all of the little ends I still need to tie up. (I KNOW, how could there possibly be MORE?!) I haven't made fudge in a while, because, really, what's the point? But I NEED it for the nurses at the hospital, so I made a batch this morning. I also realized that my friend probably doesn't have Steve's phone number. And I didn't tell her where the children's Benadryl is, which is kinda super important with Sam. So I've written that on his schedule (yep, was OCD enough to write up a schedule for Sam). I had Steve blow up my exercise ball this morning so I can bounce around during contractions (quite helpful, I'll admit). I watered our new flowers (because I don't want to be accused to killing them in the same week that we planted them). I've folded laundry. I did the dishes. Once Sam wakes up from his nap, I'll Shark the floors. We might hit up a playdate before it's all said and done because the nothingness is kind of overwhelming at this point.

Oh and I got our new rug off of Walmart.com. Their Better Homes and Gardens collection is actually not all that atrocious. For anyone who's interested in cheap rugs with free shipping. Also, Walmart did not pay me to write that. Although I wish they did.