moosh in indy.



to blogher dear bunny, a poem.

BlogHer sweet BlogHer, only three weeks away.

When Energizer came and said “No sponsor you say?”

Why no little bunny, no sponsor in sight,

but boy howdy I’d like one if to just pay for the flight.

“Well tell me dear blogger, tell me about you,

tell me why you’re here and about our batteries too.”

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mooshisms 5.5 edition.

Addie has recently added the word “awkward” to her vocabulary. Unfortunately she has no idea how to use the word correctly.

“Mom, are we stuck in traffic?”

“Yes.”

“Whew, that’s awkward.”

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“This is probably the best bowl of cereal ever, it’s so awkward.”

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five and a half.

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I am also pleased to inform you that she has only fired me twice over the past month.

Once because I “didn’t allow her to live in a world where she can do whatever she wants” and once over soup.



brillance elsewhere.

You guys!

That blog I started with my friend Daniel?

We are tickled the prettiest shade of pink with it.

(Just to refresh, the whole premise is we take turns posting a picture, we both write our own interpretation of the picture and post them together without seeing each others posts first.)

The one about the cherry? We actually both ended up writing about fingernails.

The one about dinosaurs? He wrote about his first museum job and I wrote about my failure in cooking eggs.

The latest one? Him, Star Wars. Me, drunk driving.

It’s cool. We’re happy. And that you’re enjoying it as well? BONUS!

In other news? I spent 16 hours on Friday in a lighting workshop run by Zack Arias. My mind is spinning from everything I learned. I spent a good 10 minutes in church today explaining to Cody how I’d light the old lady in the front row (20 degree grid spot!) and I realized I’m only 5% of my way there. I have so much to learn. AND I’M SO EXCITED ABOUT IT.

One Light Workshop (So everyone in the workshop took a photo similar to this one. But I took this one. I DID! WITH MY CAMERA! And I could do it again, with a minor investment in some equipment. But still. ME!)



God is a mom’s biggest fan.

Yes. It’s churchy. But I don’t care, because I’m churchy. And this? This is lovely.

Please, at least make it to 2:48 seconds. Because what he says? It’s totally true.

And how he says it? I dare you to not believe him.

Some of you may not believe it right now, but it’s so true.

There will be a time soon that I won’t believe it. But I will watch this, and I will read this.

And I will know that it’s all good, or it will be eventually.

Happy Sunday.

xx



cyclic vomiting syndrome. or “my kid vomits out of nowhere syndrome”

Let’s discuss strange illnesses shall we?

Addie has one, its official name is cyclic vomiting syndrome, or CVS. And it’s exactly what it sounds like, she vomits, in cycles. She was sick today. And since I’m just sure there’s another mom out there that has a kid that vomits out of nowhere and isn’t sure why, I’m writing about it.

how we spent our morning.

It started last year. In March. We were in New Mexico. Addie slept in. Which is weird for her. And it wasn’t just kind of a sleep in. It was a SLEEP IN. (You know or will know what I’m talking about.) One moment she’s asleep, the next moment she bolted upright and barfed.

For the next few hours any tiny little bit of anything that went into her stomach came back out within fifteen minutes. She fell alseep in front of a movie several times, which also? Never happens.

sick little addie.

Then just like that it ended. The little kid was running around the house eating everything in sight. As if nothing had ever happened. She never had a fever, she never had anything but the barfs (which is what she calls her little sickness.)

It has happened several times since. And the one constant I’ve noticed (besides it coming and going by early afternoon) is that it attacks her when she’s either really tired (such after staying up late all weekend due to a little festivity known as fireworks.) or out of her element (trip to New Mexico or living in a hotel for example.)

So if your little kid has ever woken up, slept and barfed the morning away and then perked right up like a puppy come afternoon? There may be an explanation. If nothing else this little syndrome will prove just how resilient little kids are.

sick little addie.

So my advice, one mom to another? If you think your kid may have CVS? Don’t force them to eat anything. Just get some water in them so they have something to barf up. It only takes a tablespoon every hour to prevent dehydration. Sadly, they’re going to dry heave whether they have anything in their stomach or not. And as someone who spent nine months barfing?

Water hurts the least.

And take heart. It will be over before you know it, enjoy the little sleepy snuggles while you can.



an open letter to dyson from your most loyal fan (which is what we’re going to be talking about, fans.)

Hi Dyson, it’s me, Casey.

You have to understand that when I picture your product development meetings you have a giant photo of me with a goofy grin at the head of your boardroom. A huge picture of me with a giant sign off to the side stating “THIS? THIS IS WHO WE’RE SELLING TO.”

Because Dyson? I’ve bought it.

I dare you to find someone else who had “Use a Dyson Airblade” on their life list. Not only have I used a Dyson Airblade, I may or may not go out of my way to dirty my hands if only for the chance to use the Airblade again. I may have even once scolded someone in a public restroom for using paper towels instead of the marvel of hand drying that is the Airblade.

And don’t even get me started on your vacuums. If I could? I would buy another Dyson just to detail my original Dyson. The pioneers dreamed in acres, I dream in square feet (of carpet.) Although, if you could find a way to make vacuuming my stairs less of a swear inducing task? I’d really appreciate it. Thanks.

So as I stood in BestBuy on Saturday and watched my husband stick his hand in and out of your new fan, the Air Multiplier I wondered, have you taken it too far? I mean, the commercials claim that my current fan with blades is unsettling me with buffeting, and that I don’t even realize that this unpleasant buffeting is occurring. And that I won’t  realize the utter unsettleingness of it all until I’m in the presence of a Dyson Air Multiplier.

I WANT TO BELIEVE YOU DYSON!

After all, I was doing the same thing in Target on Wednesday. Sticking my hand in and out of that darn fan JUST BECAUSE I COULD. Wondering if maybe, deep down on some level I was becoming a calmer, less buffeted person simply by being in the presence of this fan.

Are you to the point now where your consumers are so loyal (hi, me) that you could go all Emperor’s New Clothes on us? That you could make a fan, charge an astronomical amount of money for it (A FAN!) and trust that after my near religious experiences with both my vacuum and the Airblade I will just go for the Air Multiplier no questions asked?

IS THIS YOUR BRILLIANT SCHEME DYSON?

I mean, look at Apple. If they started making baby monitors that looked super cool and promised you that you never even realized how well your baby could sleep until you used an iMonitor,  you bet people would be lined up for days just to get one.

Even though really?

It was just a baby monitor.

That looked cool.

I’ll bet you there would even be people who would get pregnant just so they would have an excuse to purchase one.

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.

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So give it to me straight Dyson. Are you lying to us?

Because the only buffeting I’m aware of involves a big warm bun, a huge hunk of meat, medium rare with mustard ‘be nice, Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes big kosher pickle and a cold draft (root) beer.

That kind of buffeting? I can totally handle. And really, there’s no unpleasantness there at all.

Looking forward to hearing from you.

xx-Casey



you see it differently than dot me.

I have this local friend named Daniel Incandela.

Daniel has one of those jobs that, really? Not many people can compete with.

I *gesturing around* do this.

Daniel? Does this (producer of online media strategies for the Indianapolis Motor Speedway and IndyCar series.)

Daniel’s a creative guy. I’m a creative girl. We both like to take pictures and we both like to use our words.

We also both really enjoy taking pictures of ourselves in shiny surfaces which I didn’t realize until after we started working together…but it basically secures his place as the brother I never had.

daniel…
Spoon Portrait

me…
spooning myself.

So we started a little project together. We both really like it. And we’re going to keep on doing it because it’s a brilliant creative outlet for both of us. Plus? It has a snappy URL. See?

We’ve done four posts so far. And we’re both really happy with how it’s turned out.

We take turns posting a picture we’ve taken and we write about each picture separately and then post them together.

Pretty simple right?

(I’ll give you a hint. Yes.)

We’d both be honored if you’d check it out. Maybe even take a little hit of the creative inspiration that’s flowing like fudge through the pages. In fact? I’ll bring the sprinkles.



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