"Do I? I thought i was just gaining weight from those chocolates that keep showing up in my desk drawer." She laughed as she took a bite of the pot roast. It was perfectly done.

"I think your baby telepathy is on the fritz; what the baby really was asking for was coffee or a Mr. Pibb." Maybe she wouldn't need the naps if she hadn't had to stop caffeine clod turkey. Not really true, but she missed her morning cup. And the mid morning one. And the afternoon one too.