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I'm officially old.

Some station just played "Lithium" by Nirvana on the classic rock block. Followed by "867-5309-Jenny".

Cripes.

By the way, my friends rock. They read my blog this week and I had one call me to make sure I wasn't having body image issues and another that reminded me that "hey, don't get cancer." Nothing like my girls to put my ass in check! However, I must tell you...sometimes I just get on here and rant. NO worries, this is the best about my body I've felt. I'm just in that void between "will my ovaries work?" or "should I start shoveling in the ice cream now and collecting cats." Such a steep ledge, no?

Thanks for being concerned though. Having you girls makes being alive pretty kick ass.