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We’re off to the final wedding of the season before we hunker down in Billsville and await the arrival of the Sesame Seed. Given that she’s taken to kick boxing my bladder, the time couldn’t come soon enough.

Although, I would prefer not to give birth in the middle of the woods in western Pennsylvania, so let’s make it through this weekend, shall we?

I won’t have my birth team in place in the woods. THAT is honestly my biggest concern.

We’ll be dropping Sunny off with James’ parents today, and then will have a couple days to ourselves with some of the most fabulous people in The Universe. Although we have to hike some distance to the site of the outdoor wedding ceremony (and my ankles will suffer the consequences), it’s worth it for these two amazing gentlemen.

Tomorrow James will go white water rafting. The midwives forbade my participation. So while everyone parties it up on the river, I’ll be touring Frank Lloyd Wright’s “Falling Water” and trying not to embarrass myself as the human whoopee cushion.

Flatulence, y’all. It comes with the 3rd trimester.

I’ve even packed my fly fishing rod. Perhaps it will finally get put to use as more than just a cute accessory. Regardless, I’m totally gonna look the part.

Happy weekend.