1.  My tour of Beth Israel’s Labor & Delivery (& NICU) is tonight and I’m excited.  Rather more so than the Boy, who is maintaining his blase attitude about all things childbearing.  Tell me honestly, city-blogger-buddies – did you/do you plan to call a cab when you’re in labor or spring for the hospital’s valet/parking service?  On the one hand, not being treated to his swervy, “I’m imitating a crazy cab-driver” driving style on the big day might be nice, but on the other, treating an unlucky cab driver to the uncomfortableness of dealing with a backseat passenger who’s in active labor might be horrible.  What’d you do?  (And what this has to do with my hospital tour & why I’m grateful for it, I really don’t know…)

2.  Dinner last night was great.  I really like these folks, and it’s always wonderful to see them – plus, she’s one of the best cooks I know, and dinner was spectacular – grilled salmon.  Yum!

3.  A meeting at the Central branch today to discuss what’s coming up at the library in the next fiscal year.  Not that I have much stake in such things, but it’s time not spent trying to impose order on a room full of kids &/or crazy Russians wearing jaguar-prints and way too many rhinestones.

4.  For whatever reason, the a/c in our bedroom last night really cooled things down.  Usually it puts forth a valiant effort, but doesn’t really accomplish all that much.  I had to turn it down last night.  I liked that.

5.  5 more days of work before the Italy trip and – hoping, here – before my maternity leave takes effect.  Seriously, I’m so exhausted that I’m having fewer guilty feelings and am pretty sure I’m going to simply stop work mid-August when I get back from the trip.  Even crazy Russians apologize to me when I have to stand up and help them with something.  I look poppable, and I feel like I’m going to fall asleep mid-sentence.  I think it might be about time to just get some rest and let this kid finish cooking, as of month 9.