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  • 'Bass Ackwards and Belly Up' and 'Footfree and Fancyloose' tell the story of four best friends who commit the ultimate suburban sin: putting off college to pursue their dreams.

    Publisher's Weekly said: "Full of romance and adventure, laughter and tears, the story is a reminder that veering from the straight and narrow road doesn't always lead to a dead end."

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    09/20/2009

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    Seriously on the late menopause thing? That's just unfair. I figure starting at age 10 should have meant early retirement...

    Wow. Just saw a clip of ep. 1 of that other thing you do. Scary. Upsetting. Really, really good.

    Back to the topic, doesn't having a late menopause increase your chances of continuing to produce viable eggs into your 40s, etc.? So, ridiculous aching that men could never handle aside, keeping your period longer is a good thing, no?

    Also, regarding your doctors' post, you are so brave for taking a therapy break during such a topsy turvy time. I took a break from my very beloved therapist when I was pregnant, and it's up there on my list of all-time most regrettable things I ever did. (Top of the list: getting all four wisdom teeth out and NOT being put under. Stuuuuupid. Some old boyfriends make that list, too.) Then again, I really love my therapist as a person and rarely feel like our conversations get stale -- not everyone feels that way.

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    What is Starfish Envy??


    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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