alright, alright...

inspired by another one of my bestest pals' blogs (http://miniapples.blogspot.com/), i've decided to start writing more on my own (ha, let's see how long i keep THAT up). initially, i thought maybe i would make this a cooking blog with a little of my personal life thrown in, but honestly, i'm just not passionate enough about cooking to gush over it regularly in a blog (don't get me wrong, i LOVE cooking. writing about it just takes a level of patience that i simply don't possess).
i've never really been one for diaries or journals. when we had an assignment in the third grade to keep a diary for a week, i failed, because i hardly wrote anything (but honestly, who wants their third grade teacher reading their diary? that's just sick). i had a xanga for a while, but stopped writing in it at around age 16, when i exhausted my natural teenaged angst (a quick timeline of my adolescence, as illustrated by xanga entries: age 12-13: simple narrations of my daily life; age 14-15: cryptic, existential rants based mostly on the fact that i had not yet found love; age 16: short, infrequent posts, mainly consisting of copy-pasted song lyrics that i felt accurately described my mood, since i was too damn lazy to actually type out how i felt).





sorry, i got distracted.

anyway, i'm currently chilling in a rather southernly carolinian way, staying with the murphys (of murphyspoonfull.blogspot.com), along with mel (whose blog i linked earlier in this post).
the littlest murphy is about 9 months old and is already more charming and interesting than the majority of people i know, despite his tendency to faceplant while crawling (a level of grace that i suspect was inherited from his mother).

little murphy gets to have an estrogen day surrounded by mama and aunts, since his dada has already left for work. mama murphy is currently getting his breakfast fixed, singing a song of her own creation (to the tune of "mary had a little lamb") about the varieties of breakfast food ("breaaakfast can be pancakes and fruit, pancakes and fruit, pancakes and fruit! breaaakfast can be pancakes and fruit, orrr cooold pizza!")
having known mama murphy since we were both 8 years old, it still blows my mind that she has a baby. what doesn't blow my mind is that she's one of the most incredible mothers ever. there was never any doubt that she would rock at raising a child.

okay, i think this is all the blogging i can handle for now. i have to rebuild my tolerance.
over and out.