Author Archives: casey coombs

So this one time, I lived up on a really high mountain and was packing up to move to the flat wasteland wonderland of the midwest. I was all on my own because my significant other thought taking finals so he could graduate and go to law school was more important. (Overachiever.) Have you everContinue reading “Why kids should always get cookies whenever they ask for them.”

Just call me Little Susie CrapMaker, because I have managed to bungle a load of laundry worse than any load of laundry has ever been bungled in the entire history of laundry load bungles. Ever washed and dried lip balm? DARK beet colored waxy lip balm? All over your favorite pair of shorts and husband’sContinue reading “Balm, crap, spray, DANGIT, I quit.”

Our main library is temporarily housed in a scary old government building that gives one the feeling that they are going to have their soul sucked out by Dementors around every corner. Shelves are stacked in every nook, cranny and in every possible old scary room that was accessible. While on a hunt for aContinue reading “What’s Dewey Decimal for naked?”

OH WHY OH WHY DID I EVER GO SELF HOSTED? I am having so many issues and am losing so much sleep over this whole hot mess that this is no longer an enjoyable hobby but a source of desserts spelled backwards. (stressed, people, s t r e s s e d.) I know noContinue reading “GAH!”

So here’s something we don’t talk about enough as women. Queefs. Yep. Vuh jay jay toots. You know you know what I’m talking about. (Before you go thinking “there goes that moosh lady sharing TMI again” it was the Canadians that started it. And the Canadians will finish it too, I’m not about to getContinue reading “*TOOT!*”

I live in a tiny little frat house. The inhabitants generally walk around half clothed, there’s strange snacks left in corners that have become unrecognizeable and instead of beer bottles littering the pool table there’s abandoned sippy cups strewn about as if we had an all night juice kegger. Party, party, party. That’s us. WhichContinue reading “Pi Kappa Huggies.”

You have a problem. It started when you read the first six Harry Potter books in less than five days. When you start thinking “What would Hermione do?” in everyday situations it’s a sure sign that all this wizarding stuff has gone to your head and not in a good way. Reading the seventh bookContinue reading “Quick quills note to self.”

My lady parts have always been a rebellious sort. From ridiculously long periods, to non existent periods to cervical cancer biopsies at 18 years old to polycystic ovarian syndrome a few years later it’s easy enough to say that mine don’t make the A-list for uterine function. I have never been on birth control forContinue reading “The difficult knock up.”

Winter 2004, pregnant, four weeks into bedrest with four weeks to go. Cody worked graveyards which left me alone in our 300 square foot apartment with two enormous cats who liked to play tag with each other. On my head. While I was trying to sleep. On this particular night I had shut the doorContinue reading “Peed the bucket.”