I politely ended the call with her, then turned to my poor innocent husband and took all my hormonal rage out on him. Ha, poor sap. He quickly went outside to call his sister Ann to tell her to let everyone know they needed to back off or I might blow. While he was outside I had a contraction. Nothing new as I had been having Braxton Hicks for months. But this one seemed a little different. 7 minutes later I had another one and this one was different. Steve walked back in and I told him I think I might be in labor. Another one proved me right. So we scarfed down the Hamburger Helped (But hey, I have come along way in my cooking. LOL. Check out www.CookingForSlackers.com ). Headed to the hospital and 13 hours later ....well, wait for the update tomorrow.