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Daily Archives: August 8th, 2003

Crankiness

I’m covered in food, because I’m clumsy and apparently Lean Cuisines are hard to eat. I’ve hit my belly with doors three times today, because I don’t have an sense of my girth anymore. My back hurts, my belly hurts, my heartburn hurts, my feet are sore, I’m tired. But this does not–does not, I [...]

Freudian Block?

Forget not telling you people Brown Brown’s real name: I can’t seem to remember it myself! Adam and I were setting things up in the nursery and we were debating where to put all our wonderful new books. “We could get those cute book ends that are letters,” I said, “and put the books on [...]

Reading Is Fundamental

(Does RIF still use that big dog? What was his name?) You know what the best thing about working with writers and editors is? They all love to read. My fantastic office threw me and Brown Brown a book shower and now Brown Brown has a library extraordinaire. At lunch time on Wednesday, we had [...]

I’m Not Listening! I’m Not Listening! La La La La La La….

On Wednesday I went to the hospital for a “Meet the Doctors.” Our OB is part of a call group, which means they each are on call one day a week and someone else covers their patients on other days. I was quite impressed with the group as a whole (six of the eight doctors [...]