Blogging, like, for real

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I recently wrote my first post for the findingDulcinea blog, which honestly, you should be reading anyway, but just in case you aren't, I thought I'd post a link to my first entry. You can read it here.

It's about...mountain climbing? Skydiving? Auto repair? Ok! You guessed it! It's about pregnancy.

In other news from findingDulcinea this week, people - not teenagers who raid their little brother's stash, mind you - but fully functioning adults, are taking drugs like Ritalin to outdo their competition in the workforce, Clark Rockefeller is even crazier than you thought and we're profiling some of the speakers at this week's Democratic National Convention, which, thank God, came just in time to replace our nightly viewing of the Olympics. I have no idea what we're going to do when it's over.

An important milestone

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This afternoon, after deciding that if I was going to have vanilla frozen yogurt, for Christ's sake, I at least deserved a few M&Ms on top, I opened the freezer to discover that the pound bag I'd bought a long time ago, way in the beginning of my pregnancy, was nearly empty, and so, with due ceremony, I finished them. It's official. I have been pregnant for 17 million years.