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I’ve been racking my brain trying to come up with a witty way to tell you I’m no longer moosh in indy. As of yesterday we became moosh in utah, but it’s just not that exciting, yet.  I am within walking distace to Dooce’s house for now. That’s cool right? Yep, finals time again. Which means I flyContinue reading “Now on MST.”

Ah man, look what I did, I complained about my bunk lady parts and made the pregnant ladies feel bad. Bad infertile blogger, bad, BAD. Picking on the emotionally sensitive knocked up puke fountains. Here’s my dirty little secret though. My pregnancy was HELL. You know how I was fat? And now I’m not? GuessContinue reading “Bawlbaby Vomit Bags.”

Five things you probably shouldn’t say in front of the fertilely challenged. 1. “My husband can get me pregnant just by looking at me.” 2. “I’m so fertile I should do it for you.” 3. “I was made to have babies.” 4. “I’m going to get pregnant next month.” 5. “WHOOPS! Pregnant again!” For thoseContinue reading “Ever feel like the only one who’s not pregnant?”

This is an easy one. I got married. (this time ’til death do you part) June 2001 “Ooh, it’s like so hard being a size 4 and 19 years old.” I was sealed. (this time for time and all eternity.) June 2002. “Ooh, my life is so hard at 20 with a handsome husband andContinue reading “Two weddings and a few dozen pounds make the world go round.”

Okay so there’s really only one rule. LEAVE A NOTE ON THE TABLE THAT SAYS “Dear wife, the moosh dislocated her elbow, she is fine, don’t worry, I took her to St. Francis at 7:30, be home soon. xoxo-Husband” OR EVEN JUST “Don’t worry, the moosh is fine, at St. Francis, she dislocated her elbow.Continue reading “If the kid breaks on your watch, these are the rules.”

Howdy! Welcome to part four in how the moosh came to be. Need to catch up? Part I, Part II, Part III, and then there’s this whole hot drunken mess. Feel like you’re ready to proceed? Here we go… ************ Cody and I hung out every chance we had. We had lunch together at work,Continue reading “Skeletons.”

For those of you out there who wanted to know about all the cooking I do, is this the post for you. Let’s go to a time when I was quite pregnant at the state fair. I decided I wanted to win ribbons, validation. My mom had won ribbons for her photography, my dad hadContinue reading “Why Cody hasn’t left, yet.”

Welcome to part three in how the moosh came to be. Part I here. Part II here. ************ Well, now that you know about my sordid past, you should know that there is no way that Cody and I should have ever ended up together. While he was all I was all and while heContinue reading “Three strikes and you get a second date.”

So there’s quite a few of you who want to know what I was like before Cody came along. (My mom and dad are somewhere laughing so hard they can’t focus on their laptop screens. HI MOM! HI DAD!) Truth be told? I was trouble with a capital T. We’ll just start at 15, becauseContinue reading “Before Cody.”

****** Part I in how the moosh came to be here. Welcome to Part II. ****** “Radio Shack, this is Todd, how may I help you?” “Hi, uh, is Cody there?” “Yes he is, one moment please.” (Pause) “Thank you for calling Radio Shack, this is Cody, how may I help you?” (***SQUEEE!!!!***) “Uh, hi,Continue reading “He’s the first guy I EVER asked out.”