Blogging smogging, I’m in love.

Besides trying to sleep and find time to read all my favorite essay’s [I'm on a kick and re-visiting my book shelf] I’ve been digging my little lady right here. She’s had me giggling for days, and I’m really enjoying our time together solo, just her and me before the baby comes.

Her latest passions? Wearing my underwear on her head and pretending to be a “clown” and making up her own joke mash ups [knock knock? who's there Paige? I'm crossing the road to make hot coco..] Even in my deepest moments of frusteration, like when I accidently drive over the George Washington Bridge and end up in the Bronx and I’m tingling with annoyance she makes me giggle…as I look up in the mirror and see her making funny faces to get ME to relax.

We really are the best of friends.