Mother's Day was lovely. My daughter came to visit from college. We heated the pool up to 83 degrees and the Jacuzzi to 93. DD wanted it hotter, but I couldn't in my condition. Even little Joseph improved his swimming skills. He should be swimming on his own in the deep water within the month, I would think. With the help of his inner-tube suit, of course.
When I drove dd back to college, I got the idea of stopping to have dinner at Olive Garden. I was craving the salad and breadsticks. Yum! It was as wonderful as I remembered. The best part was when she and I stood up from the table to walk out. My stomach was pooching out even more than it was in this picture, and I could see out of the corner of my eye ladies' heads snapping around to stare at my belly. So, I'm turning heads. Not quite the way I did when I was young and hot, but it was a good feeling.
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