This is really strange: a squirrel just came up to my back door, knocked on it, looked at me through the glass panel, chewed the apple or whatever was in its mouth, stared at me for maybe thirty seconds, and then just when I was starting to get really really weirded out, ran away.

Also, just to accommodate my two Thanksgiving feasts, I broke out the maternity clothes yesterday. I think now that we’re entering the second trimester, there’s really no turning back.