Sitting in traffic heading to Strong Island for my cousin's wedding. My sister and I are flying solo to the ceremony because of our significant others work commitments. I am sure their 5:00 departure time on a Friday afternoon will get them to the reception on time.
Obviously there is no babe. Best case scenario is that I go into labor on the way home and this kid pops out sometime in the early morning hours of Saturday.
Perhaps I will post a few photos of me tearing up the dance floor. Stay tuned.