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The Moody Mortal

Moody home inspiration, living authentically, & embracing your weird

Seven ways to beat the wintry blues

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As a kid, the holiday season was never long enough. I mean, it's hard not to fall under the spell of twinkling lights, comforting foods, and slow days that make you forget the existence of time. After the excitement of the holidays, it's easy to feel the sudden let-down of a season consumed by the dream that is joy, hope, generosity. Then, the tree comes down, the garland wrapped, the stockings tucked away. All the remnants of "the most wonderful time of the year" packed neatly (or, in my ... VIEW POST

Parenthood is messy as fuck…and I feel weird about it

Life is busy, as you know. For all I talk about the beauty of living a slow and intentional life, I sure feel like I'm living with my pants around my ankles, swinging haplessly by one arm around an out of control twirl-a-whirl while trying to apply liquid eye-liner. Chaos. Utter chaos, I tell you. The other night, Abbey burst into my bedroom around 11:45. We had settled/tucked-in the kids hours before. Though it took four attempts before the girls seemed ready to stay put for the night. She ... VIEW POST

Out of the mouths of babes & Oatmeal Cranberry cookies

CW: themes of death, childhood death, anxiety It's no secret I'm a night owl, always have been. There hasn't been a moment in my life when I've felt the natural pull to rest my weary head at a decent hour. My least favorite quote? "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." Dumb (okay, not dumb...maybe I'm just jealous?). Anyway, it was late one night a few weeks ago when I was lying in bed, sipping a glass of Pinot, reading Sir Arthur Conan Doyle when the ... VIEW POST

Laundry room organization made easy: does anyone care, though?

It feels weird. Trying to blog about mundane things like laundry room organization when life quite literally feels on the cusp of...something. I've talked about my own struggle with posting "normal" life during times that pull us out of our own bubbles and push us into the world as it is -- a messy, torturous place for so many people. Embrace that pull, folks. Learn from it. Anyway, the injustice of it all eats away at me, every day. Every breath I take is jam-packed with the knowledge ... VIEW POST

Photography is magic

"Whoa! That's so cool," my kids gasped, breathless in their excitement as they saw the colors stream through my camera lens. What looked to be a faint line of pink quickly burst into a blend of dark pink, purple, blue, and green. Photography is magic. The human eye is fairly weak, really. We're just not equipped to see the variations and brilliance in night light with our own eyes (one of the reasons I thank my camera after every shoot). Magical, ethereal, something other worldly -- ... VIEW POST

Your soul deserves to be on fire

Recently, I scrolled upon a GIF that said, "Forget about being cool. I want to be so kind that it freaks people out." I thought, "SAME." Then, I thought about all the time I spent trying to be cool, imagining myself as the cool kid, pretending that I was someone else that was cool, practicing being cool in the mirror (damn, it was cringe), and in doing so, *not* being kind OR cool... It was a lot of time, to be honest, and I regret it. I massively regret it. All of that time led to ... VIEW POST