babble
itchy scritchy bitchy me
One of the words in the title is not an actual word, but you know what? I don't frickin care. Really, I don't Why? Can't you read??? I'm itchy!!! And Scritchy!!! And that makes me kind of bitchy. Well, not so much
Cami Kaos
Doc Normal
fa la la la la... or something like it
It's that time again babies. Time for the 2nd annual Kaos Holiday Song Contest. I don't know how many of you recall the contest last year but I certainly do. We had 2 categories with a winner in each. It seemed to work well so we&
childhood
what godfathers are for
Friday night as we were just wrapping up the recording of Strange Love my phone rang. It was upstairs and on silent but I could hear it vibrating on the side board in the dining room. Since we stop recording around midnight I thought it was a little odd that
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in transit
I was going to post the mad libs response that entertained me most but since no one seemed much up to blog reading this week I think I'm just going to leave that in the ether and let you know that today, is a day in transit. As
bloggers
Thankful Mad Libs with Mr. Fabulous
Back when I was a wee little baby blogger there was a blog that I lurked on. I laughed and threw up into my mouth a little every week. I grimaced and grinned at the sick sense of humor and then after a while I started commenting. That site was
bloggers
Thanksgiving -- Why Bother Planning?
This next guest author needs no introduction, because luckily she's written one into the very first sentence! So, if you're like me, Melissa Lion of Recovering Californian fame, you've talked a big game about how you're going to cook Thanksgiving dinner FROM
guest post
Would You Like An Ad With That Meal?
Please welcome our second guest writer of the week, a man who really needs no introduction (at least he shouldn't) The Blog Father, my father, Daddy Kaos. I have been afforded the honor to guest post for CK while she enjoys her Thanksgiving on the coast. While it
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Deb on the Rocks Writes Me a Love Letter...
This part of the post up here at the top? Still me... Cami. I couldn't just thrust my darling guests into these pages without a wee bit of introduction could I? What if you fall desperately in love with them and want to be able to follow/ stalk
vacation
thanks, not giving...
We here at the house of Kaos work a lot. Granted some of us may work more than others... I've been known to get a good night's sleep most nights while Mike tends to stay up all night like a lunatic... but that's not
life
no one is dead here...
I think things are going well. Really well. I'm no longer upset with myself over my gratuitous use of the number 7 and the random shaking and shivering seems to have passed. Also, I made banana nut bread. Not just any ol banana nut bread though, whole wheat
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sugar free... day 4
Oh my god. Why do things have to be so difficult? Why on earth can't the child (as she is now being referred to because I can not see past my own annoyance to even think of her name let alone say it) just eat something? Do something?
health
goodbye sugar pot pie...
Sugar pot pie... where did that term come from... I'm terrified to google it because who knows what I might find... I don't even know what the hell it means. I don't like sugared pot pie. I like sugar... I like pot pie. Well