time

Last night I told John it seems like time is speeding up.  

He said "Its because time wants Evaleigh to get here".
Its true, but lets give it another 15 weeks emkay?

Last night Mr. Murphy came home from playing bball in an explosively happy mood.  He had a million things to tell me about what he had learned about Bob Dylan yesterday while watching a documentary on Netflix.  He was on fire and excited to show me new music and to play some of it for me.

I was on fire for something too...pizza.

So, he showered up and we ventured off to Kroger to satisfy a craving.  The whole way there he chatted with me like a giddy school girl.  He gets so excited about music.  I am so happy to have a companion who loves music as much as I do, we are the perfect fit.

Did you know that Like a Rolling Stone's organ part was just some one messing around in the back ground while they were recording and it is actually an eighth note off beat for the whole song?  But Bob loved it so much that they left it.  Cool right?  He is a genius.

We got French Berry Soda and a Stuffed Crust Digiorno. 

Its romantic simple evenings like this that I want time to just go a little slower for a while.  I am soaking in these last months where "we" are still only a little family of 2.

I swear, if these things get ANY bigger....

Last night Mr. Murphy got home from work at 10:15.  

He walked in to the bedroom and I pretended to be asleep, but I am really bad at that game so after 5 seconds I just started laughing.  

He did a flying jump from across the room and landed on the bed and I screamed, "DOUGHNUTS" at the top of my lungs.

I haven't really been one of those pregnant ladies that has a lot of cravings but last night all I could think of were doughnuts.

Glazed Doughnuts...

Powdered Doughnuts...

Chocolate Frosted Doughnuts...

He is so wonderful about complying with my pregnant needs.  So we watched an episode of Friends, put on our clothes, and ventured off to the grocery.

We were walking around the fruits and veggies and I passed by the honey dew melons.  Do you want the truth? This is how my body feels right now...

A lot of pregnant women look forward to the perk of slightly bigger tots when they are preggs.

NOT

ME.

I repeat, NOT ME! Things are getting a little out of control over in these parts. And my biggest fear...its only going to get more ridiculous...

We made our purchase of:

strawberries

french twists

martinelli's apple juice

martinelli's passion prickly juice

and

POWDERED DOUGHNUTS...my pregnant heart was singing

We came home and watched more Friends and I made a simple delicious dessert that everyone should try.  It needs a name, but I don't have one for it.

1 package of French Twists

1 carton of fresh strawberries

-slice up french twists

-top with slices of fresh strawberries

Has anyone else noticed the incredible list of women with child in the blogosphere?  Its a pretty impressive list.  Here are a few of my favorites:

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Here's to bigger tots ladies! Happy child growing!

Flash Mob in Kroger

Kroger in Grayson had its very own and no doubt first flash mob dance breakout last night.

We strolled down the unexpected freezer aisle and them shamelessly broke out in to a terrifically choreographed dance number. 

We are happy because we dance in the grocery store in an aisle all to ourselves at 11 o'clock at night.

We left bearing goods of Pomegranate Pops and Ben & Jerry's 'Everything But The...' ice-cream.

(a little picture of our new bedroom, we still haven't found the nuts and bolts to put our bed together so we have been sleeping with our mattress on the floor. no doubt they will show up in the very last box i unpack)

We exited Kroger in slow motion to the sound of "Chariots of Fire" playing overhead. (dun dun dun dun duun duuun ch ch ch ch...you know what i'm talkin' bout)


(Kroger always seems to bring out magical moments in our marriage.)

A Bag Full

I love grocery shopping.  I just really do.

I love driving to the grocery, I love walking in to the grocery with my cloth bags.  I love going isle by isle and picking each thing out. I love checking out.  I really love that John and I are big kids now and can pay for all of our own stuff.  I love carrying all of my groceries to the car.  One of my favorite sights of all is looking in my backseat with a car full goodies.  It makes me smile to see bags full of yummy things coming home to my kitchen.

Yesterday I went to the grocery and came home with these...

(we are cooking vegetarian for some friends Wednesday night, hence the tofu)

and made this...

Homemade bread and jam (for this recipe go here)

Bacon Wrapped Chicken in a Creme Sauce (here)

and

Broccoli Salad

The Hubs loved it dearly.  He has been asking for broccoli salad basically since we got married.  The moment finally came and he acted like it was Christmas.  That always makes me feel like I am the bomb wife.  So right before we got ready to eat Johns phone butt dialed our Pops.  He heard the prayer and he heard us both squeal with excitement as we started to eat.  Oops.

Anyway, it was a...

(FHE)

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