“Mama, you need to start running.”

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(this is my kind of running) The Tornado & I were out ambling around Austin recently when she stopped abruptly, turned, looked at me and stated: Mama, you need to start running. Needless to say, since this sentiment was shared in her not soft five year old voice, it garnered more than a few horrified looks. Horrified and, if I interpreted them correctly, Oh Ive been there, ... Continue Reading

Mouth? Meet olive.

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My lone olive purchase siting happily on the checkout scanner. Ever since this Ready Set Eat post olives have been a topic of discussion. Here (tell me again why you dont like olives, mama?) There (you're a role model.  for craps goodness sake Carla eat the olive so she'll keep eating the olives.) And everywhere ( some Facebook discussions that had me in tears I laughed so hard.) So ... Continue Reading

Framed.

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(This is but a small sampling. I am, indeed, an addict.) Ok, People. I start this post by longing to make a comparison I know will date me, and one I used to make repeatedly back in the day. Back in the day when it still dated me----just not as much. To know me. To *really* know me. Is to realize I aspire to be Elton John. (if you're young and befuddled please to see the caption ... Continue Reading

Come hang out with me?

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(ahh yes. there IS a story here)   Once upon a time I was a traditional writer (well, as traditional as this misfit could ever be) & I had a book signing. It was a quiet affair. I sat at a table and signed and waited and waited and signed another book and waited and texted friends and begged them to come and hang with me so I looked like less of a goober and signed another ... Continue Reading

The one where I seek your sartorial help.

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"Oh Mama. I love these. Can I have them when Im 16??"** Oh People. I am predictable and I realize this. (Please to reflect back upon my many ramblings about how the word play here is MIZFIT and MISFIT not Miss. Fit.) There are many facets of my life where I trust my gut implicitly. Parenting. Eating. Relationships. Eyeglass frames (ooooh foreshadowing!) You get the ... Continue Reading

Party!!

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Subtitle: What Ive learned after a few days of being 42.   Whats the most important thing? FAMILY!* (I miss ye Arrested Development)  Period. Always. Monday was no work.  All Being Present. Youre never too old to match.  (It's hard to tell in the pic below, but our tees match.  She proclaimed us doppelgangers. I swooned.) The Tornado Kids don't care if you are gluten ... Continue Reading

Chickenbus.

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Some Friday musings from the mind of a misfit (bulleted for your reading pleasure): Id estimate two of you reading saw the word CHICKENBUS & immediately knew what I meant.  Once upon a time I was a mom blogger.  Once upon a time I settled upon the word chickenbus as substitute for swearwords (and, inexplicably, for the word STUFF as in this post title).   I cant lie to you, People.  Ive ... Continue Reading

Gratitude boards & 5 year olds.

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(The Tornado's gratitude board mid-creation.) Since she's been old enough to register her surroundings the Tornado has been curious about my vision & gratitude boards. Her questions began as simple ones (What this is?) and have recently grown more specific in nature (Who is this? Why is he on here? Do I know him?!). Although we've always stressed the importance of gratitude it's pretty ... Continue Reading

4 reasons why I love McDonalds.

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(In this raging TX heat #1 really *should* be that McD's offers free AIR-CONDITIONING) Yep. I still possess my love for the purveyor of all things fried & faux: McDonalds. Allow me to share with you why: 1. The Happy Meal (& McDonalds in general) is an amazing teaching tool. My child is on the receiving end of entire days filled with NO! That said, each NO she receives is ... Continue Reading

Fit Stanley UPDATE! (pls. read if you want a visit)

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(The little FitMan's first foray into adventure with the Austin Holy Rollers) Please to know I initially wrote this as a traditional blog post. Nary a bullet in sight and filled with rambling stories (why I named Fit Stella what I did), musings of love (so so excited you are all on board with this) and stunned admissions of how expensive this has all gotten (color copies, laminating, ... Continue Reading

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