I'm tired. A lot. I'm also awake. A lot. As a new mom to the greatest baby on earth (we just need to work on that whole sleeping thing), I have a lot of time to contemplate randomness in the ol' rockin' chair. So instead of allowing my mind to rot further by reading endless celebrity gossip and playing words with friends (ok, not so much rotting going on there, but when you begin to think in crossword form, you've gone too far.) I am attempting to release my thoughts from my foggy brain in blog form. Sometimes it might be funny. Sometimes weird. Probably often it won't make sense. Let's call it my love letter to sleep deprivation. I'll probably talk a lot about my daughter ( let's call her "O" or as I enjoy calling her, Pumkin Pants [use all the imagination you need for that one, folks]) because she's ridiculously awesome; also food, because, aside from O and her daddy, it's my one true love; fashion and style; and if you're lucky, I can keep you up to date on the where Bradgelina did their grocery shopping! (Stars- they're just like us!)
So enjoy, dear readers (all none of you), whilst I entertain you with my fogful mind!
