Once upon a time, Kevin and Vanessa lived in New York and fell in love with Shake Shack. Yes, Shake Shack. The one that has been featured on Food Network's "Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives." The one with the amazing "shack stack;" a not-so-ordinary cheeseburger topped with a portobello mushroom that has been stuffed with cheese and deep-fried. It is gooey heaven.
Well I just discovered that they have expanded beyond the NY state borders. I hear a cherubic chorus with the news that there is one in Miami, FL. Four hours away from where we'll be living. Kevin and I are already planning weekend visits. It's that good.
I will be at the 30-week mark on Friday. That means I will have completed 7 months of pregnancy! I can't believe how fast it has gone by. And yet, when I feel immense pressure pushing on my ribs, it doesn't go fast enough.
I wish I could say all my clothes still fit but that would be an outright lie! I keep trying to squeeze into my jeans but I'm not sure how long this charade will continue to hold up. Zipping them was abandoned long ago along with the practice of putting them in the dryer. Is it pathetic I am fighting this hard to avoid maternity clothes? Pretty soon I am going to look like 10 lbs of potatoes in a 5 lb sack...
Olive kicks a lot. Once in a while she will give a good swift kick when I am dozing off and it scares me!!! I still get a little weirded out about all the movement happening inside but I am addicted to it all at the same time. And I am starting to have really weird dreams, which I will not elaborate upon. I will just say that they are strange.
Anyway, I do know that in 2 more months I will be SO READY for Olive to come out!
