There are times when I really miss being a reporter - the action, the camaraderie, the writing etc. But then I came across this picture which was probably just a few weeks shy of two years ago. This was how fellow reporter Erin and I chose to spend a brief lunch hour after a particularly grueling morning late in the 45 days of hell also known as the Legislature. Luckily I lived near the Capitol so we went straight from the Senate gallery to the bed. The only thing I really remember about that nap is how badly I didn't want to get up..and Erin standing there, seven months pregnant coaxing me out of bed, back into the heels, back into the freezing and inversion-wrought air and back to the endless meetings and mind numbing debates. A bended knee to those valiant few who remain in the race. You're of strong matter. Good game.
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good times. this rivals our infamous 4th-floor nursing lounge nap. what i remember from this nap was that my enormous belly kept rubbing up against you and you kept telling me to stay on my side of the bed. also, that we went back to the legislature looking pretty rough.
Next, please detail the "I'M PEEING!" tale.
To this day I am yet to have a nap as good as the fourth floor lounge nap.
OMG, I am dying laughing. I thought only us old things took naps like that. Love it!
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