I distinctly remember that being the statement made to Charlotte in Sex and the City after she went downtown to a dubious fortune teller with limited English who then promised that for a hundred dollars she could remove the curse. I had something similar happen to me today. In the course of my Wembley Curry…
Month: April 2013
Hope Springs Eternal
I know I know, I’ve been away for ages. And unfortunately, I do not return triumphant, ready to launch my blog of obsessive pregnancy anxiety, or write a press release for my new parenting book. Alas, the treatment failed. And not only that, but after I had some (brief) respite by getting a boyfriend (wonders…