If you’ve ever checked my twitter stream in the morning you will generally find strongly worded tweets directed towards Canadian Geese. They range from me demanding Canada reclaim their damn geese and send more awesome Canadian delecacies like poutine and Wunderbars to factoids like, DID YOU KNOW GEESE POOP EVERY SIX MINUTES? With the honkingContinue reading “for the birds…a cap I will bust.”
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announcing…
No. I’m not pregnant. But I do have something new to share with you. Are you in Indianapolis (maybe the Midwest?) and need your picture taken? I’m totally your girl. Introducing…Casey Mullins photography dot com. Yeah. So, that’s where I’ve been. How are you?
unsilenced.
Several months ago I read a post on Violence Unsilenced that stirred up some deeply suppressed and ignored feelings. I took those feelings and I wrote. They are feelings and experiences that shaped me into the lovely and disastrous person I am this day. The words I wrote are up for anyone to read, howeverContinue reading “unsilenced.”
dear emily,
Thank you. Thank you for bringing me with you to the house you grew up in. Thank you for letting me be a part of your family (and Emily’s family? Right back at you yet.) Thank you for twirling batons with my kid and letting me borrow your sweater. Thank you for being a friendContinue reading “dear emily,”
something great.
Two weeks ago I sobbed to Cody about my need to be somewhere that wasn’t Indiana. The two main requirements were that the somewhere had to have soft warm sand and water that touched the horizon. I felt so stupid and selfish. There I was in a brilliant new house on a soft warm bedContinue reading “something great.”
writing through it.
It’s no big secret that I possess a lot less funny after LupronGate 2009. My depression has morphed since ending the demon drug last year. Not only has my depression changed (A!N!X!I!E!T!Y!) my life in general has as well. You can only be kicked so many times before your rose colored glasses fall off andContinue reading “writing through it.”
be not weary.
And behold, I, the Lord, declare unto you, and my words are sure and shall not fail, that they shall obtain it. But all things must come to pass in their time. Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for ye are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great. D&C 64:31-33Continue reading “be not weary.”
genetically sandy shore.
There’s this song that the little kids sing in church about the wise man building his house on a rock and the foolish man building his house on the sand. When the rains came down and the floods came up the house on the rock stood still while the house on the sand washed away.Continue reading “genetically sandy shore.”
turtle time.
Look! Addie drew me a picture for my birthday…it’s her! “MOM! I’m sixteen and I have a baby! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Then there were the turtles. Allow me to subtitle the scene for you. “Click. Click. Click. Click.” Only it was more well. turtle-ish. “click……………….click…………………..click………………..cl…………..ick” She clarified later that she was “just babysitting.” But the turtlesContinue reading “turtle time.”
my golden birthday.
4.28.82 a sort of birthday palindrome. today I turn 28. 28 on the 28th. my golden birthday. For the third year, I will ask you for a comment cake full of the best things that have happened to you over the last month. Naps, jobs, babies, friends, sunshine. Anything. I look forward to it everyContinue reading “my golden birthday.”