Nesting, nesting, nesting...

Our bag is packed, we're ready to go...plus all the baby clothes have been washed, the car seats are in, the freezer is stocked with what amounts to about 20 nights of meals, the crib and bassinet are made, the cameras are charged.  Let's get on with it!  Cortney has arranged and rearranged the closets a few times, and cleaned out every cupboard in the house.  And it's not just Cortney - yesterday Jon was frantically washing the dogs' bedding, vacuuming, and organizing the instruction manuals for everything that we own.  It's an omen, we think, but not the kind that means today was the beginning of the apocalypse.  Funny that was mentioned, though...Hell sure made one heck of a profit off that omen (6/6/06) by selling T-shirts, etc., to the approximately 10,000 people who showed up there to "celebrate" the momentous occasion.  Who knew hell could be so fashionable?