...that says "sorry that your life is so eff'ed up, and sorry that your husband is a dork, and sorry that your job sucks, and sorry that both your cars crapped out on you, and sorry that you lost the baby"? No, they don't? Damn. So yeah, my sister-in-law apparently lost the baby. At least, this is what Shawn's mom told me in her 30 second phone call on Monday evening, and pretty much everything else in that sentence...actually, she said a lot in that 30 seconds. Again, I say "Damn".