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Ummmmmm... seriously today marks the point when we have 90 days until Baby M is supposed to arrive.

90.



9-0



Ninety!!!


I'll be running around like a chicken with my head cut off if you need me. That or curled up on the couch watching Murder, She Wrote because I probably won't get much of a chance to do that in the future. Just kidding. I won't be watching that because they don't show re-runs anymore *sniff sniff* You may be laughing but I'm not laughing. I am, however, proud of myself for not sulking in a fit of despair. Bring back Angela Lansbury!

Seriously though. 90.