Contractions continue, gast tank cleaning and creationist madness

So, I've loaded the bags into the car at this point and went out to get us food from Subway.

Becky's last meal as a pregnant woman is a vegimax patty. Mine was a bmt.

She's having trouble eating and getting dressed because of the contractions.

Dogs are back to the Brown House.

Leslie Nixon, our Doula is coming in half an hour and Katie Freshley, our friend and birth photographer has been alerted and is on call.

I also picked up some Gumout to mix with gravel and clean out the motorcycle's gas tank. Do you think I have time before the hospital to do this? I don't, but I'll proceed as if there is time and stop when I have to. Dogger is panting his head off. Thank God the heat breaks tomorrow.

I'll be bringing the book Cosmos with me in an attempt to convice our Doula that creationism is actually a pagan belief system. I can't stand creationism, but I love our doula!

-Steve