There. I said it. And it’s not just because she’s in Ireland right now. Although I have to hand it to my mom and her crappy timing, seems like whenever I really need her she’s in a foreign country. Last time I cried out for my mom? She was in Turkey. Don’t even get meContinue reading “I miss my mom.”
Author Archives: casey coombs
get a spray tan. lose your pride.
I feel I should tell you the following story to save you some strife/embarrassment/pride issues for the future. Or maybe I’m the only one who attracts demoralizing activities like a moth to a flame. And then blogs about them. First, there was the treadmill. Then there was announcing the treadmill situation to a room fullContinue reading “get a spray tan. lose your pride.”
the anniversary that almost wasn’t.
Nine years. Phew. One third of my life with the same man. Technically we started out as kids, 19 and 22. Now we’re 28 and 31, he’s a lawyer, we have a kid, a mortgage and matching scars. You see, last October we almost didn’t make it. Since you can’t see me I’ll just haveContinue reading “the anniversary that almost wasn’t.”
nine.
10 Christmases. 2 apartments. 1 house. 6 different addresses. 10 bishops. 4 cars. 1 bed. 3 couches. 8 different jobs. 6 different schools. 5 graduations. 1 bed. 5 TV’s. 4 major surgeries. 2 hospital stays. 18 different states. 23 birthdays. 1 pregnancy. 1,000s of tries. 18 pillows. 28 curtains. 5 objects thrown in anger. 2Continue reading “nine.”
yay! moosh in indy dot com!!
Hi PR Person! I just came across your company website, what a great font you’re using! I noticed that you represent stuff I like so I’m reaching out to you because I know you’ll appreciate my blog, moosh in indy. I’m working to improve how much stuff I have, my online visibility and get my name ontoContinue reading “yay! moosh in indy dot com!!”
showered.
Remember my story about Anna? Consider her showered. (more photos here.)
one eskimo, two watches, four friends.
I have really comfy couches, have I ever told you that? I like to be on them in the evenings. Hanging out with Cody, maybe some popcorn. Last night I was not on them. Instead we were standing in a little club in the hipster area of Indianapolis known as Fountain Square. I was fullContinue reading “one eskimo, two watches, four friends.”
i heart this stupid state.
Two years ago I gave myself a challenge “Learn to love this stupid state.” I was ready to just settle for like. Or even complacent regard. I tried to take pretty pictures of Indiana. The barns, the corn the poor excuses for sunsets. All the while grumbling to myself. “Stupid state, grow up and getContinue reading “i heart this stupid state.”
lupron. just say “oh hell no.”
Hi. I don’t want to be writing this one. I’m kind of embarrassed and ashamed about a lot of it. You see, even though I talk openly about depression and infertility? I always harbored this silly little stereotype in the back of my head that said “depression is real, anxiety is not.” Yep. I figuredContinue reading “lupron. just say “oh hell no.””
how to photograph fireflies and ruin your kid.
Tonight we let Addie stay up late. This time of year our backyard is magical. Thousands of fireflies. Thousands. Disneyworld has nothing on our backyard. I tried my hardest to get even one picture. Magical right? Uh. Here’s the thing. Cody has 24 bug bites. I have about 14. To make matters worse, Cody triedContinue reading “how to photograph fireflies and ruin your kid.”
making unbreakable - formerly moosh in indy. 