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I would love to talk to the ghostwriter of this book. Are they proud? As embarrassed as we are? Did they at least get a fat cheque?

(And, as a person who works for a fitness magazine, I can admit that yes, this is mostly on par with what is out there, including my publications, albeit I like to think we try to rely

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The Birthday Boys have a great skit about this. Watch, laugh, and maybe...even think?

I’m still recovering from the eyebrow damage I did in the ‘90s. :(

Getting there, though! :D

My brothers were about the same weight as identical twins, but they don’t really have any health problems. (As I was mentioning earlier, we are a short clan of people, so small babies aren’t entirely out of the ordinary.)

Oh wait, one did have asthma but he outgrew it – so maybe that could happen in your family’s

Genetics! They never cease to amaze! LOL

Well, that gives me hope! I’m small and my boyfriend’s tall, so I’m terribly afraid that when I get pregnant I’m going to look like a Weeble.

That’s the thing though - she actively tried to keep her weight down. That was her whole story. “I did it so you can too!” yadda yadda yadda

I work in the fitness publication industry, and someone wrote in recently wanting to share their story – they boasted they had only gained 7 pounds during their pregnancy. I don’t know if that was with or without baby, but fuck, that’s fuckity fuck fucked.

Right there with you, man.

A baby can still be healthy at 5.5 lbs, can it not? I was closer to six, and I like to think I turned out fine... (Disclaimer: Depends on your definition of “fine.”)

I started watching it for the first time last week. Had to press pause, but it’s on my to-do list this week. (As I love the Rat Pack, I don’t know how I haven’t seen it yet...)

I really like that. :)

I love that. Thank you. :) (How fitting!)

I really, truly believe in this. Signing my divorce papers next week; we were together for 7 and a half years, and my biggest beef with him was that he never, ever said “Please,” “Thank you,” or “Sorry.” I mean, not just to me, but to anyone. There was one time where he smacked me in the face, completely by accident,

Slow clap for your screen name. D.E.N.N.I.S forever.

I know. Compare that with the PJs photo. Insane.

Rainn Wilson is wrong about that stat though, right? Isn’t it something like the odds of having someone with the same birthday than you is much, much greater, because of exponents, or something? I could have swore they broke it down on i09 recently.

Me: “Leading Brand Orange Juice? Why would she add lead to orange juice? Wait, wasn’t there that Consumer Reports that found arsenic in orange juice? Still, that’s not the same, it wasn’t the moms who put it in there. Is it like Munchausen by proxy syndrome? I was just talking about that with my boyfriend on the

My mind goes to Paul Bernardo and Karla Homalka in that one helps the other find and groom victims. Except without the homicide (that we know of).

I’m not even sorry that I made that connection.