Monthly Archives: May 2011

I woke up this morning feeling like I’d dug a ditch around our house yesterday. But I didn’t, so I have no idea why I feel so sore and slow and…old. So I guess I’ll blame the pregnancy. I’m 37, … Continue reading →

Sometimes, you get the newspaper off the front porch and your heart just sinks. Sometimes, there are no words for the nightmare unfolding right in our own backyards. Makes you do some soul-searching about how things like this can happen … Continue reading →

  Zoe and I stopped nursing a few weeks ago. I thought it was going to be a traumatic event for her and had put it off since we found out I was pregnant because I didn’t know how to … Continue reading →

Murphy Baby No. 2 is on its way! And…. It’s a boy! We had a bit of a health scare with this wee one, but got great news last week that all was OK after all. But as part of … Continue reading →

Bill “the Cat” Smith, a well-loved and talented bass player, died in March after a brief battle with cancer. He left behind a wife and four young children, including twin 3-year-old girls. His friends have worked hard to plan a … Continue reading →

What a fantastic weekend! We spent the whole weekend outside, and never ever had to put on  jackets. FINALLY. Mother’s Day was great. Zoe gave me a nice card that she scribbled on herself, and also a bird for my garden, … Continue reading →

Zoe had her first-ever ice cream cone while we were in Sanibel. This was the result: She cried when it was gone, thinking we had taken it away from her. We hosed her down after. Amazingly, the stains came out … Continue reading →

I used to be really good at writing down all of Zoe’s “firsts” in her baby journal. But that has fallen waaaaaay off since she turned one, despite the fact that she learns something new every day. Mark and I … Continue reading →

I had to dry my hair the other day with an actual hair dryer. It was so odd. I so rarely use a hair dryer anymore now that I am a stay-at-home mom. I used to use it Every. Single. … Continue reading →