so, we're moving on the 29th. and we're in moving hell right now, living in a mountain of boxes with a path through it. over the past 5 years, in spite of fairly regular pruning back, we have accumulated an alarming amount of crap. total, utter crap -- either because it is really crap and belongs in the dumpster, or just because we will never use it. whatever, i digress.
i just went through a box that is a keeper, all the bits and pieces still evoked strong emotional reactions (like the letter from my dad that made me cry.) in the box were the printouts of two threads -- one that had me on labour and delivery watch, and one that went through my labour and welcomed jeremy. awwwwwww!!! superschmoopy.
