Casey Mullins of Moosh in Indy
Casey Mullins is a writer, photographer and self-proclaimed nice person living in the cornfields of Indiana. She spends her days staring at her baby, answering an outrageous number of questions from her six year old and sitting near sunny windows.
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Ornamental Memories
Nothing Christmas-y is allowed in my house until the day after Thanksgiving, there isn’t any huge great reason behind this aside from the fact that I feel bad that Thanksgiving gets the cold shoulder each year. Thanksgiving always gives us 4 day weekends. Christmas is on Sunday this year which means, well, nothing.
The Christmas season officially starts when we’re all headed out the door on the Friday after Thanksgiving to the Hallmark store to pick out our annual ornaments. This tradition started many, many years ago when we received an "Our First Christmas Together" ornament in 2001 from our neighbors (who just happened to be one of my ex boyfriend’s parents. Small world right?) We added a new ornament every year, one that meant something to us, a highlight of the previous year.
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