At Jason and Angelique’s place. Janet and I drove down from Prescott early this evening, although it turns out to be a false alarm … Well, not really … When we arrive at the house, Angelique seemed to be in real labor, with contractions around five minutes apart and very regular (and intense). We stay at the house, watching teevee until around 2200 when we make the short drive over to the hospital. There, after a brief examination, they tell her to go home and wait. We are at the hospital for an hour or so. There is one comic scene. Angelique’s best friend, Gillanne has driven down from Flagstaff with a pickup truck that is full of snow (as they had a heavy storm there last week), so there ensues a snowball fight in the parking garage of the hospital. Phoenix never gets snow.