I knew that Helen Fielding started writing her new Bridget Jones column in the Independent again back in August, but I couldn't find out where I could read it without having to either sign up for a subscription or pay for the individual articles. I know have found a website that has them all, and I've caught up-to-date on the new stories. I don't know why I'm such a Bridget junkie. I think mostly because I've married an American Mark Darcy/Mr. Darcy. It's almost like research into my DH. Unfortunately, Mark Darcy isn't in the new columns as much as I'd like, but the story line is awesome. I'm still hoping for a twist of fate that the DNA testing office was incorrect and that the baby will be Mark's and not Daniel's.
I've been pretty depressed lately. Monday I hit my all time low, which coincidentally was also my dad's birthday. Needless to say I'm sure I'm on his not favorite child list as I forgot to call him I was so depressed. This whole two mortgage thing with no contract in site is really frustrating. Especially when lots of other houses on our block are selling. Our house is really very lovely, just no pool. It has a really flat backyard perfect for putting a pool in though. Anyway, on Monday, Mom called to make sure I didn't forget to call Dad and tell me she read my blog over the weekend and sent me an email about it. Sorry, Mom, I still have yet to check my emails to see what you had to say. Mom told me I needed to bury a statue of St. Joseph in the yard to get it to sell quicker. Wish I knew that sooner. I was going to wait for her to mail me hers, but yesterday I got really mad at myself and wanted to do something to improve my situation, so I found the nea
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Where did you find it? Spill the beans!!