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Oct. 23, 2006
After our feast at Wine and Dine on Saturday, Maria and I went to a baby shower. Strangely enough, it was my first, and I was quite entertained with the games (guessing the chocolate candy bars mashed into diapers was heinous though). I have to admit that this was my first party where the punch bowls had to have little cards indicating which ones had liquor in them. Ruthie’s Cucumber Punch was served, of course. Out on the terrace where the congratulatory cigars were being smoked and toasts were being made to the two mommies-to-be, a discussion was underway about madres-to-be and wine. Is it OK? How much is too much? Though it’s certainly a topic every girl should address with her doctor, the consensus here was that one glass of red wine drank every day was good for the mother on all accounts. It lowers stress levels, and according to my sources, the sex is off the charts. Of course, that is how some people end up with that adorable bun in the oven in the first place.
At any rate, I am now raising my glass of malbec to Jay and Lanette. Cheers to you two, ladies. You’re going to be wonderful parents! (Yes, I drink at my desk. Doesn’t everyone?) Baby Lathan’s due November 13, but my money is on November 14. Seriously, folks, there’s a pool if you want to get in on it. It’s just $1. Message me if you want to place your bet on Lathan’s arrival into this world. Sex, date and time of delivery, and weight must be in your bet.
