Hey Cindy! I'm in week 38 (and how does 40 weeks equal 9 months? Lying bastards...), and no sign of impending delivery, although the kid is head down. Looks like we're going the full 40.

Last time my husband googled anyone it was because a mutual acquaintance e-mailed and said "Dude, google X. See what he's been doing since graduation." Turns out X was the Deputy Director of the brand-new Department of Homeland Security at that point. Since X was the only one in their group that wasn't a raging liberal, this was more a moment for "Figures. Dick." than for "look how successful he is" but still didn't make me want to google anyone.

Raquel, the whole "nine months" thing is such a scam! I'm glad to hear you got the bureaucratic stuff out of the way, though. It sounds just gorgeous there today. Very jealous.

I would gladly give you some of my March, Kristin, as it is not sucking too much. And it is lovely here, not even too smoggy - however, many people are still wearing parkas, as, you know, not officially spring yet.

The curtains have defeated me. I was hoping to hang them tonight, but I just don't think they're going to be ready. Bummer. Oh, well. Maybe next week.

Wow...it's quiet in here this morning.

I'm Googling people from high school. Apparently, we were all slackers, because I'm having a hard time finding anyone.

Why did the curtains defeat you?

But at least it's not "too quiet."

Why did the curtains defeat you?

Oh...they were just supposed to be done today so I could hang them tonight. And they're not done. Not a huge deal...just a little disappointing.

I try not to google people from my past. It's in my past for a reason. Although, if I was to try googling my first kiss boy, I couldn't, 'cause I don't know his last name (yes...I'm a bit of a hussy!). And, I'm not sure I could still spell my first real boyfriend's last name. And psycho ex? I try EXTRA hard not to google him.

Longest. Month. Of. The. Year.

Has the weather been sucking in CT, Kristin? Although Saturday was a mess, it's otherwise been quite lovely this week. I mean, granted, what snow is left is pretty gross, but there isn't much of it at this point.

Although, if I was to try googling my first kiss boy, I couldn't, 'cause I don't know his last name (yes...I'm a bit of a hussy!).

Hee hee. I don't need to Google my first kiss girl, as we're still good friends. And as she was a part of my core group of friends at Rice with whom I don't plan to lose touch, I hope never to have to resort to Googling to discover her whereabouts.

I know the first and last names of all the girls I've kissed. Go me!