Today I am celebrating the first anniversary of Her Magazine as well as the fact that I have completed a year's worth of humor columns without Larry filing for divorce. Success!
That poor, dear man has been talking me off the ledge month after month as the deadlines loomed, and while I'm certain there will be more writer's block to come, the process has, after a year, FINALLY, gotten (somewhat, you know, like a little) easier.
(KNOCK ON WOOD KNOCK ON WOOD KNOCK ON WOOD.)
I have a new blog post up at Her today, too, if you want to check it out. (Fans of tall, ugly racing dogs, beware.)
Some of you have emailed me about the comments registration process over there, and how you HATE IT'S ASS FACE, but as our real estate agent once said, "When it's not my house, I can only suggest; I can't require."
