Author Archives: casey coombs

Whenever Cody starts spouting off law school blah blah my eyes glaze over and I nod catatonically. I really want to care. Really I do. But a lot of it just doesn’t compute. It’s safe to say he keeps talk of federal jurisdiction out of our conversations and I don’t bore him with the finerContinue reading “Lahyer speek.”

Cody and I were going to get a new car. We looked at new cars. We test drove, we compared, we fell in love, we decided (Toyota Camry Hybrid, black with leather moonroof smart key heated seats and ooh uhmm mmm). And then we ran into all the crap that deals with loans and lawContinue reading “Can’t complain about free, but I can make fun of it.”

Did you know that meme rhymes with theme? So it should really be spelled meem instead of meme but whatever that’s not the point. I don’t do memes. Except when the person who tags me is her. Then I do them. Because hers is the first blog I ever fell in love with. She’s theContinue reading “Memestitious.”

In general I am not an angry driver. In general. Unless you pull one of these four bunghole moves while sharing a road with me. a. Blocking an intersection. Hey derfwad, if the road on the other side of the intersection is full don’t park it in the middle of the intersection hoping you’ll getContinue reading “A rare rant at bunghole drivers.”

I dare you to find a better gift for mother’s day than a big soft muffin top. But not the muffin top made by too tight jeans. Muffin tops made by muffin top pans. What’s a muffin top pan you ask? Only the two coolest most amazing pans in my kitchen. IT ONLY MAKES MUFFINContinue reading “Happy Muffin Top Day.”

I’d just like to throw out there that picking a new car with your spouse is much like trying to pick out a new pen!s. He wants power with lots of get up and go, I want comfort and reliability. Cost is obviously a concern. But so is performance. You want it to last aContinue reading “Tales of the Hybrid Trouser Mouse with Optional DVD Navigation System.”

You know what body of mine? We need to talk. I know I told the people at the DMV you weigh 125 lbs. and that it’s a wee bit of a fabrication. But you know one of my New Year’s resolutions is to get down to the weight on our driver’s license if even forContinue reading “Down and dirty with the back fat.”

Want to see what I can to with a pound of butter and two pounds of sugar? Sure you do. Linoleum Dynamite has all the answers. *hint* They’d be perfect to make for Mrs. Fussypants week long SURPRISE virtual shower going on over at Blissfully Domestic. (Though it will really only be a surprise forContinue reading “8.5 Tablespoons of love.”

Once upon a time there were a bunch of girls in Chicago who wrote about their lives on the internet. Two of them went home, got busy and got knocked up. One of them is in the above photo. And it’s not me. Or her. And then there was this other girl who’s womb decidedContinue reading “Birthing future bloggers all over the place.”

Do you ever put off going to the doctor because you’re just sure that as soon as you get there your symptoms will be gone and you’ll be looked at like a crazy lady over-exaggerator? Yeah, me too. That’s why I was so pleased last night when I went to the ER with my throatContinue reading “moosh on vicodin.”