casey coombs

moosh is actually latin for “lady with a camera shoved to her face”

win harry connick jr.’s new album.

swoon! clicky clicky here for the details if you’re interested.

distance sometimes makes the heart even more distant. if you let it.

I used to pride myself on the fact that I didn’t need my husband for anything on a day to day basis. I relied on myself and the people around me to get whatever I needed done and taken care of. I would leave for months at a time on vacations away from home soContinue reading “distance sometimes makes the heart even more distant. if you let it.”

brandi carlisle’s new album, a giveaway.

Want to win a copy of singer/songwriter Brandi Carlisle’s (think Indigo Girls meets Rachel Yamagata) new album Give Up the Ghost? Okay! Clicky clicky here.

please give me a reason to speak turkey.

Show me a raw turkey and I can tell you if it is a Butterball or not. Show me a cooked turkey and I could tell you what method was used to cook it, in what kind of pan, for how long, at what temperature and what, if anything, you did wrong. DO YOU HAVEContinue reading “please give me a reason to speak turkey.”

starting over.

Even though Cody and I have been married for over eight years we consider ourselves starting over. Starting over with a new life, new goals and a new appreciation for each other. This is where I get to gag all of you with romance. On the day we started over Cody started a blog. AContinue reading “starting over.”

falling.

butterblogobble.

My life in no way is all doom and gloom, despite the dramatic words that have been floating around moosh in indy dot com the past few weeks. I am in Utah visiting family, and what I’ve realized is what Utah lacks in flammable cocktails they make up for in desserts. Seriously, when a restaurantContinue reading “butterblogobble.”

on being your mom with depression.

Some of my earliest memories occurred when I was your age. And sadly most of them revolve around the divorce of your grandma and grandpa. I remember being in the bathtub while they were fighting in the living room, sissy came in to cover my ears so I wouldn’t hear them. I don’t ever rememberContinue reading “on being your mom with depression.”

aftermath.

For a long time Cody and I played three little pigs with our lives. Only the third little pig was the the moosh and she just kind of came along for the ride given her building abilities are still a little underdeveloped and one can’t really build a house from cheese and unicorns. For theContinue reading “aftermath.”