My voice has been gone for almost a week now. It comes and goes, but even when it comes, it’s like listening to a human being shouting through a garbage disposal. So, on Tuesday night I hit the bed early. Nola was standing next to me, playing a spirited game of peek-a-boo by throwing my [...]

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Nola is one now. She has been for quite some time. Of course you would have had to infer such an event because it has been an eon and a half since the last time I updated my blog.
I’m thinking about ending this blog and starting a new one. I am a person who really [...]

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I was sitting with Nola, she was sitting in the Baby Bjorn, and I called our dog, Marcy, over to see us. The amazing moment that follows doesn’t even include the first 90 seconds of Nola’s hysteria. I’m not quite sure what it was that was tickling her funny bone, but I’m pretty sure it [...]

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Nola slept until 9:15 this morning, which is entirely my fault.
On Wednesday night I cooked a delicious breakfast-for-dinner meal of sweet potato country fries and an omelette with locally grown green pepper, pork chop and apple. It was the kind of feast that required coffee, even though it was well past the 6PM hour.
And [...]

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Nola woke up too early on Saturday morning, so instead of wiling away the day in the comforting confines of our bed, I waddled to the kitchen in a half-stupor to begin making breakfast. As I reached for a banana, I noticed that our street was blowing bubbles. Upon closer inspection – and following the [...]

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As most of you know, back in my teen years I was morbidly obese. Almost 500 pounds, actually, and I lost all of the weight by the time I was 19 through diet, exercise and a crippling fear of the reaper (with all due respect, Blue Oyster Cult).
Even before we had Nola, I was afraid [...]

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My 6-mile Father’s Day run seemingly ended per usual - with a cornucopia of endorphin-fueled bliss that was so hard to contain I danced a little during my cool down. I was sweaty, invigorated and thirsting for a grape Propel. Keeping my hips in shape is of utmost importance to me, so I willingly looked [...]

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One year before we purchased the ill-fated Pottery Barn nursery set that started this wacky, elongated quest to become parents, we bought an adorable stuffed animal for the baby we saw so clearly our future. And, as the story goes, a future that would turn out to be rather opaque.
This is Tubby the Hippo.

Rather, [...]

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A few years back, I was lounging in bed while Constance was getting ready for work. She had been trying to lose some weight for a month or so, stepping for 30 minutes at a time and doing an ad-hoc version of Weight Watchers, and when I looked up at her, gazing at my lovely [...]

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Week 19 is barreling down upon us already, and two days before Thanksgiving we will receive a gift for which to be truly thankful: A picture of our little one and, hopefully, a clear money shot of his or her goods. Constance and I are itching to know the sex of Baby Miller not because [...]

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