And the Universe Laughs...

Remember those lunch bunch tickets that I had the foresight to buy for next week?  You know, the ones I was crowing about using so that I could go out to lunch and shop on my own two more times before Sheemee arrives?  Yeah, they will definitely get used since we're scrambling for childcare coverage but I'll be having percocet and applesauce in a hospital bed rather than a Mexican fiesta.  Irony is a fickle bitch, isn't she?