I haven't been this sad about a celebrity passing on since Harry Caray died. I've known this was coming for a long time, but I was disheartened this morning. There I was, reading my new issue of In Style when I heard the announcement on NPR that my longtime boyfriend (of sorts) had died. Behold (above) the beauty of Paul Newman in his prime state, and go buy some salad dressing. *sniff sniff*
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And, here I am after months of not catching up on your blog and you don't even have the time to blog for 3 entire days. Sigh. . .
FYI - baby #3 countdown starts Friday night . . induction (closely followed by an epidural!) ...final bets on sex and weight now being accepted!!
Love, Sissy
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