Sunday, February 28, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Coffee With Rose and Will
When I worked at The Tennessean, heading downstairs for morning coffee at Moe's was an essential part of the day. Rose would usually go with me (and sometimes other members of our intrepid DAM team). It was a time to plan and vent, share ideas and strategies. OK, mostly to vent ... but they were good times and great people.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Snow Redux
When snow comes to Nashville, you have to make the most of it - even if you're over it. Today's snow was beautiful to watch and just deep enough to eke out a snowman.
Actually, a snow cat.
Which turned into a snow bunny.

Sawyer sampled a little...
Later, Parker piled pillows and blankets in the bathtub, where the kids "hibernated" for awhile. Not a bad idea.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
SNOWapalooza 2010
Last weekend was a truly great one in Nashville, with 4 inches of snow - enough for five days of sledding, snowman-making, snowball-fighting, hot chocolate-drinking and friend-gathering. This is how winter should be! We were finally able to use the sled we bought three years ago, and we headed to the hill near our neighborhood pool for some serious sledding.
To top it off, Parker and Jerod both made the Tennessean. Parker was so excited! Here's the photo of Jerod sledding with our neighbor Tim. (Tennessean photo by George Walker IV).
The rest of the photos are mine ....
Here's me and Sawyer heading down the entrance to the trail. (Jerod took this pic.)
Parker and Jerod did some night sledding in front of our house.
Tim and Erin. We headed to their house after one sledding session for some hot chocolate spiked with Bailey's and Kahlua. Ahhhhhh.
Parker and Ethan heading down the slope.
A full morning of sledding called for some bloody Marys. Hot chocolate for the kids.
Monday, January 25, 2010
A Tribute to Two
Before I get into the particulars of Sawyer's birthday, let me reminisce a little.
Warning: This might be TMI for some folks. So if you aren't up for some sappy sentiment or are uncomfortable with pregnant talk, feel free to move on.
Here's the thing. Not all pregnancies end happily. But you don't really think about that until it happens to you.
My pregnancy with Parker was easy as pregnancies go. No complications, no worries. He came along as a happy surprise, first discovered when he was a good eight weeks on the way.
Then came two miscarriages in 2006. Such a sad year - a frustrating year that prompted our friends to bring this cake to our New Year's Eve party. (Don't look, mom.) I needed a good laugh after all the tears.
The result: Sawyer, our beautiful baby boy. Worth every needle and all those months of nausea, a million times over.
His second birthday was a small family celebration, and Sawyer's Nonnie and cousin Drew drove six hours from Arkansas to be here for the festivities. His Uncle C.P., Grandma and Grandpa Tucker would have been here, too, if they were able. Thank you all so much for the cards and gifts. We used the money to buy a family membership to the zoo, since Sawyer is our resident animal lover, and we figure it's a gift that we'll use it many, many times all year long.
Happy second birthday to you, Sawyer. We are so happy you're here. It's an honor to be your mom.
Here are a few pictures from the birthday weekend (week before last - I'm a little late posting these). Thanks to Nonnie and Drew for an on-the-go weekend full of food, conversation, shopping and just hanging out.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Longing for the Beach
Each summer we spend a heavenly week on the seashore at Dauphin Island, Alabama. Around this time of year, when the sky is gray and the temps dip below freezing, I start to long for those schedule-less hours lounging at the beach. I just booked our trip for this year, and I already can't wait. If you have a moment and are also craving warmer days, check out some scenes below from our 2009 trip.
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Read more...Sunday, January 10, 2010
This Pretty Much Sums Up the Past Few Days
I'm done with "snow" days. We have to get out of the house.