Hot Momma

I usually always welcome warm weather, but temps nearing the 90s in mid-April have this chica growing a tad concerned. It's supposed to be another record breaking scorcher of a summer. I'm already predicting ankles swollen to epic proportions and time moving in slow motion as I dog-paddle through sweat with an ever growing baby bump. It ain't gonna be pretty that is for certain. Last night as the thermometer hovered at 80 nearing sunset, we celebrated the warm weather in a beer garden with friends and later at the Brown Cow for ice cream. Hey, we got to find some way to get through, right?