I must be psychic. No, not psycho (I'm so definitely that). Either that or I'm starting a trend. Or, more likely, I'm a lemming.
I swear I had no idea, until I went surfing the Net this evening, that Dooce is also in the midst of a "cleanse." I already loved this woman -- she's an ex-Mormon living in Utah with a potty mouth, a 4-ish-year-old daughter, a diagnosis of depression, and a great story (she got fired from her job for writing about her job, in often a rather unflattering light, on the blog, and sometimes writing the blog itself during work hours).
She's also making something like 6 figures from her blog and just published her first book. Maybe I hate her, actually.
So I didn't know about Oprah. And I didn't know about Dooce. Who else out there has plunged off the cliff into the vastness of veganism? Fess up.
Turns out,though, that she may not be getting the same positive vibes from the plan that I am. Click here for the post that may prompt my mother to send me a case of Twinkies and a side of beef.
I swear I had no idea, until I went surfing the Net this evening, that Dooce is also in the midst of a "cleanse." I already loved this woman -- she's an ex-Mormon living in Utah with a potty mouth, a 4-ish-year-old daughter, a diagnosis of depression, and a great story (she got fired from her job for writing about her job, in often a rather unflattering light, on the blog, and sometimes writing the blog itself during work hours).
She's also making something like 6 figures from her blog and just published her first book. Maybe I hate her, actually.
So I didn't know about Oprah. And I didn't know about Dooce. Who else out there has plunged off the cliff into the vastness of veganism? Fess up.
Turns out,though, that she may not be getting the same positive vibes from the plan that I am. Click here for the post that may prompt my mother to send me a case of Twinkies and a side of beef.
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