Wacky dream ...

Last night I had an, umm, odd dream. I was 13.5 weeks pregnant (about a week and a half further along than I really am), and I went into labor, giving birth to a perfectly healthy baby girl weighing 8 pounds, 1 ounce. The doctors decided that they would need to study us to determine ways to allow other preemies to survive that early. Oh, yeah, and while Lee was not there in the delivery room, Obama was. Except I didn't realize it was Obama immediately, because he was wearing a Nixon mask.