- Got my birth certificate in the mail. We almost missed it, actually - we pulled into the driveway just as the UPS guy was about to leave, and he stopped and gave it to me.
- Learned that Tricare standard will let me use whatever hospital I want, so I can probably go to the good one with nice rooms and lactation consultants and what-have-you.
- Was recognized by the insurance lady as being pregnant (as opposed to in-love-with-cheesecake) without saying a word.
- Tuna melts for supper. With pickles. Hurray! (cravings are weird, ladies and gents)
"Damn good day, y'all" is what I'm trying to get across here.