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Huge, huge congratulations - what wonderful news!

Very exciting news! Big congratulations!


Great news Sarah! You continue to inspire me.

*grins very broadly* congratulations, sarah! (and WP, i presume!)

[edit] congratulations, sarah and elizabeth! :-)

I saw that article yesterday and wondered how you were going to do it. Congratulations to you and Elizabeth. I'm looking forward to the pilot. Take care and have fun with it.

Exciting - Congrats!!

I saw that! Congratulations to you and Liz!

And you'll be fine. Probably tired, but fine. As soon as you enter a new place, make sure you find the location of the bathroom, and you're golden.

Mazel Tov! you and your Little Good Luck Charm might need a quick trip to Vegas....when you're hot, you're hot.

from a mother's POV: i could not be more proud of you on so many levels..
best always,


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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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    • 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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