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Meet Attila

My new pouch has a first name. It's spelled A-t-t-i-l-l-a. My stomach has a second name. It's spelled v-o-m-i-t. Attila controls the world of my eating. I try new foods. He decides to pilage. I eat carefully, he still may decide to throw a tantrum.

It's a losing battle but I still force myself to eat. I'm not eating enough I know. But food in general disgusts me these days.

Mr. Cleveland's bundle of joy

Mr. Cleveland, and Mrs. Canada-Cleveland, welcomed a beautiful baby girl into the world week before last. I saw a picture of her on the nursery web cam and have only this to say, "It's damn good she looks like her mother!"

This little girl is lucky being born to two people whose love for each other will touch her life every day. Not a bad way to enter the world. Besides, she was born on a Thursday. Having been born on a Thursday, that isn't bad either. Although I am partial to St. Patrick's day.