Ebony & Ivory

Live together in perfect harmony. You know that song from the 80's, right? Well, I've got my own version.

This is my bestie, Nadia. We are inseparable, and last weekend we had an awesome sleepover. Here's what went down:

First, she came over after school and we had to change out of our school uniforms so we went up and came down IN THE SAME OUTFIT!

Hiiiiiiiii-YA!

We played all night til almost 9:00 when we went to bed and the next morning when we woke up we headed to the best park in the city - Montgomery Park.

Hold it right there a second, Finley. That's a preeeeeeeetty big statement when you say something like "best park in the city." 

Oh, no, seriously, Mr. Narration Interrupter, it is. On top of the view straight up the Chicago River into the city you've got this puppy in your sights at all times. Go ahead, see for yourself.

Okay, back to my story. Whenever we hang, Mae is always in the mix too; she and Nadia are good friends as well. She doesn't have a name to go with it like we do - someone called her something about a third wheel but we didn't really get what that meant - but we keep her around, she's good fun.

On the swings, in sync as usual (not the boy band).

We had a rolling downhill race that was quite fun... as you can see Mae took a left turn towards Toon Town.

Then a ride home on the bus to complete the sleepover, dropping Nadia along the way at home.

And I know it's not Thursday but here's a throwback from our Pre-K days. We go way back to when my cheeks were nice and plump.

I don't know if we'll be best friends forever, but being best friends for now suits us just fine.

Karaoke Dokey

So it was songs night at our house (which is almost every night) but this time the lights were turned on bright, Broadway style.

Do you have a favorite song? I have a bunch - I'm big on "I Don't Want To Live On The Moon" by Ernie (of Ernie and Bert fame), "Elmo's World," "Ants Go Marching" (not the Dave Matthews version) and "Wabba Wabba Boo Boo" (by Grover).

But my favorite song to sing is The People On The Bus. My bus is slightly different, though, than most. See, the X3 Bus, which I often pick up at 14th and Michigan to head up to the Art Museum or the Apple store, has a lot more than just people on it; as you will hear in my singing.


Quick water break to wet the whistle and then we sprinted into Old McDonald... and then... wait, what is that...


Oh, it's a picture on Dad's piano of Uncle Paul when he was a little boy. Uncle Paul, as most of you know, is nothing short of awesome. If you ever have time he's got some radical ghost stories to tell. Anyway, after recognizing it was him, I thought I'd circle the wagons and finish up "The People On The Bus" as a shout out to him. Rock and Roll, Uncle Paul!