Granted, I've put myself on pseudo-bed rest for the weekend so that I don't go into labor while Boo is working on his big project (and also because Crazy swore I was going to have this baby this weekend because "she knows these things" and there is something grating about her proclamation that makes me contrary). But still, I've gone out. I've shopped. I've done some laundry. I've done some cooking. I've done some napping. I've also knit. And a decent amount at that apparently!