Ok so the book is pretty much exactly like her website,
dooce.com, but holy hell have I laughed over the past couple nights while reading it.

I feel bad for O. He's been trying to study and pay attention to
his reading while
I'm busy busting a gut on the couch, with tears streaming down my face because she is just so darn funny. I (un)fortunately have not got to the point where I go "hey honey listen to this part...". I fear he may beat me with a pillow or tickle me to death if I begin that nonsense. However, I feel that the time may be coming where I'll start reciting all the funny parapgrahs to him. I may as well read the whole book out loud.
Poor guy - has no idea what's coming down the pipe...
It sucked and then I cried: How I had a baby, a breakdown and a much needed margarita - Heather Armstrong
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