What the H---?

No, seriously. ARE we in Hell?
Is that why it is 110* outside, right now?
I feel like my baby is a little rotisserie chicken the way he's flipping around and slow cooking in there.
I'm a sweaty hog.

The 5 day forecast is:
Mon 106*
Tues 106*
Wed 104*
Thurs 101*
Fri 102*

With heat advisory and drought conditions to continue through the weekend.  Blech! Here's our menu for next week:

Mon snowcones
Tues snowcones
Wed snowcones
Thurs snowcones
Fri snowcones
Sat tears and whatever they serve in the snack shack at Metfield pool, cuz that's where we'll be spending the day.

We had a super productive weekend that I'll post about later.  I am paying for it now with contractions that are pretty painful last night and today.  I really wish Aaron wasn't leaving town on Friday.  That's pretty terrifying.  I really just need to sit tight until after the 15th and then we're good to go.  I'll know more after my appointment on Tuesday. I definitely can feel that labor is getting close though. My expectations for what I can accomplish in a day are much lower than they used to be. My friends and Aaron have been awesome with helping get stuff knocked off my "to do" list. I'll get some pictures of finished projects up soon.