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So many of you want to know where the moosh’s name came from. Her real name is a dozen letters long. the moosh is shorter. THE END. I kid. It started out as Smooshie. Because she was. Then it became Smoosh. Because she grew bigger. Then she grew bigger. It became Moosh. Then she developedContinue reading “moosh threads II.”

I know, I know, you’re all kinds of sick of hearing about my BFF photographer friend Kim and I just KNOW you’re sick of looking at all the spectacular photos she takes, BUT SHE DID IT AGAIN! This time with my Sissy, Tiny Grandma , the moosh and me. Go here to see the rest. Go here toContinue reading “Kimtastic! strikes! again!”

Going from a size four to an eighteen in a matter of months is life altering. In my head I still looked the same, it was the dryer that kept shrinking my clothes not my ass that was expanding at exponential rates! Then I saw a picture. I wasn’t just “a little bigger”. I wasContinue reading “I’ve even been called a skinny B!%@&.”

So the lovely Jenny over at Absolutely Bananas has started a monthly segment on real beauty tips from regular old mamas like myself. AND WHOO DO I HAVE A DOOZY FOR YOU. (with before and after pictures!)

NaBloPoMoFoo (National Blog Posting Month, Fool (I added the fool part)) is coming in November. All I know is I have to post everyday in November, no cheating. If there’s any more rules than that let me know, I’m not so hip to rules. ******** Transplanted Knitter tagged me for a very simple meme. (ThanksContinue reading “NaBloPoMo MeMe SuperStepford TO! THE! RESCUE!”

Once upon a time I had a sissy who invited me to be her date to a wedding. I had to get on an airplane (BY MYSELF) to go and I ended up somewhere new. THE WEDDING WAS IN FLORIDA. HIZZA! I know. Who cares about my trip? SHOW US THE GOODS RIGHT? I didContinue reading “The bikini comes full circle.”

Sometimes getting the moosh dressed in the morning is all that pulls me out of bed. A little sad? Yep. Maybe I didn’t get enough Barbie time as a kid. Needless to say there have been a lot of fantastic moosh outfits over the years and I have little or no proof of them everContinue reading “moosh threads.”

the moosh has been putting up with her dad and his damn highlighters for three years. I have put up with taking a striped child out in public for three years. Little did Cody know the moosh has been plotting her revenge. And oh, how sweet it was. Sweet deliciousness of sweet revenge is hers.

So some of you have noticed my kid’s tongue. I’m surprised, it’s not like it noticeable or anything. What can I say? It’s always been there. Always. In the bath. Made up. By the wall. Popping bubbles. Even when she’s painted as a tiger. No, I didn’t procreate with Gene Simmons. That tongue? It’s mine.Continue reading “Lickity Genetics.”

Family outing day! THE CIRCUS! ELEPHANTS! TIGERS! HORSES! OH! GOSH! I’ll bet the moosh loved it! Every minute of it! Well, actually. She fell asleep. Of all the places to fall asleep (like in her room for starters) she fell asleep at the circus. The flashy, loud, bright circus. Cody got to carry her forContinue reading “! = sarcasm. (In case you don’t know me well enough.)”