sex
It seems like far more people are having sex than are talking about it. I base this completely unfounded statement on the fact that there are babies being born everyday but I only know a few people who are willing and able to talk about sex and sexual acts without
cami kaos
Every night before I go to bed I put on perfume. Every night. I little on my throat, a little on each wrist just before I turn off the light and lay my head on the pillow. I started this habit a couple of years ago when Mike gave me
babble
The bait. It's been a long week for me (and as I write this it's only Tuesday night). There's a lot going on but I'm too tired to enjoy it or do many of the happenings justice. But I had to have
cami kaos
What is it about the bio section of anything, anything at all, that sends me reeling? I can talk about myself until I'm blue in the face, and I do, here, everyday... But put the word "bio" on a page and then expect me to fill
marriage
We have a large wood table in our dining room. It seats 6 comfortably but we've gotten 10 people around it a time or two. It's home to family meals, friendly chats, art projects, pumpkin carving, other things... Right now I sit at one end of
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Last year as soon as Halloween was through I hunkered down in front of my computer and did the unthinkable. The unbelievable. The completely unreasonable. I wrote a novel from start to finish in the month of November. Actually I finished one day early and that one day early... it
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My daughter is home from school today for a teacher inservice day. Do you know what this means? It means I can turn off my alarm clock. No alarm clock... as a matter of fact hold on a moment will you, I'm going to reach over and pick
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Tonight after Mike got home from work I got to go out. I got to leave the house. Those of you not held captive by a small child 24 hours a day might not get the significance of that so let me repeat it for you: I got to go
life
It was Friday, just afternoon. I'd spent the morning volunteering at school and had to head back at 1pm but I needed a few moments for me. I'd already had a bite to eat and wasted some time on twitter so I was at a bit
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I remember being barefoot and gliding through the sky in the shade of a tree. My heart was pounding as I took great gulps of air, I was terrified and invincible all at once as I pumped my legs forward and back willing myself to go higher and higher. To
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There's a man I see every weekday. I don't know him, not even his name. I've never even heard his voice... I know next to nothing about him, yet everyday I spare a moment to wonder about him. Each day on my way home
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Aside from the reaffirmation that the Portland Tech scene is all love and rainbows and pretty ponies I learned a thing or two at WordCamPDX. First and foremost I learned that despite my know-it-all attitude I can sit in a room with a ton of other people and learn very