Do a little dance, make a little love, get down to tonight.

Yes, that is what the baby has been doing since the weekend. He is either practicing the Electric Slide or his jump shot but man is he active! Especially at 4:30am! I thought the Bobster kept me awake in pre-pregnancy days with his snoring, PLEASE! That was a piece of cake. I guess this is a precursor to the days to come. Hee hee.

That's ok. Maybe he will be like his mother & appear on a local/national tv show. Ah yes, my 15 mins of fame. Or he could be like his father & be a football player with a stubborn streak 10 miles long.

Now the dancing I can take, the jump shots I can take but the change in my body temperature is driving me crazy. Is this what menopause will be like??? One minute I am freezing the next 2 hrs I am sweating like Augustus Gloop eyeing up the Chocolate River! It's a biatch!

On a lighter note, the Bobster & I went to dinner at the Indian Chief tonight for their prime rib special. We were the youngest people in the joint by 60 years & that included the staff. But you know what, it wasn't a bad meal! The prime rib was small but I had veal parm, applesauce & mashed potato's.....the applesauce was the piece-de-resistance! Very good. The mashed potatoes....yummy & the veal....down right yummy. We both topped it off with pudding for dessert. I had the normal chocolate pudding, he had maggot pudding. So if you are in the area, check out The Indian Chief in Medford, NJ. Yummy, yummy in your tummy.