Tuesday, August 26, 2008

I'm twelve weeks pregnant.
We've told our parents (as of yesterday).
I've told some friends (as of a month ago).
I still haven't told the church.
I'm due right smack dab in the middle of Lent.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Letters I'd Like to Write Right Now

Dear Mom and Dad,

I'd like to thank you for your surprisingly similar reactions to the past few month's weight gain. Eying me and saying, "Are you still working out?" is subtle, real subtle.

P.S. Bite me.

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Dear NBC,

Gymnastics should not be on so late. I don't care if it's live.

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Dear Constipation,

Go away. Take your friend Insomnia with you.

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(***WARNING: Staggering unoriginality ahead):
Dear John Edw@rds,

The best you can say is, my wife was in remission? Really?
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Dear YCWs,

Y'all are awesome. Miss you already. For your viewing pleasure, I saw these shoes while shopping in DC with Alex, prastflickan, Jenny, and Susan. They're beautiful: