bloggers
Number 1 Lets not pretend it is number 1 for any reason other than its importance, I want K to clean up her stuff. I mean come on, I am past caring that she's 5. Clean up sweetheart. Who do you think I am your mommy??? (lets just
bloggers
oh my gosh. I couldn't have seen this coming. I'm... well I'm speechless. Umm, but luckily I've prepared a little something, just in case, though I never thought this would happen... I'd like to thank my darling husband, Mr. Kaos,
camikaos goes to school
the sound of the singing pirate The first time I took K to see Captain Bogg and Salty in concert it was all for her, after all how good can a band with a gimmick be? Really if you have to dress up like a pirate to get people to
camikaos goes to school
The Room Where I Write Click click click, even as I sit in the dining room I can hear the invasive noises of K’s toys, teaching her the alphabet, teaching her to make noise to keep herself from being lonely while I pay attention to the other details in
babble
CK: Oooohhhh MK: ............. CK: Look at this bunny MK: I need to take my contacts out CK: (tilting my laptop screen) can you see that bunny? It's the cutest thing EVER... MK: Yeah, "I can not has cheezburger", ohhhh the internet is a special place CK:
family
I may have spoken before about how close I am with my family, and that would be the truth, mostly. My husband and I, we're very close. It's not uncommon for people to marvel at, gag at, be suspicious of or disbelieve our saccharine sweetness. Or
bca
Today has been an interesting day for me in many ways. There's a lot going on internally with me right now, and while I often tend to over share here I haven't quite been able to figure some of this stuff out to put it in
babble
Some days I sit here with nothing at all to say but when I start to type invariably something comes up in my mind and I just write... something.Most days I start just like this, with a mind dump, and I wind up deleting the first half of what
consumer
So far it really has been the worst summer vacation ever. Hot. Muggy. Sweaty. Some how my brother discovered my secret hedge world and has been trying to infiltrate it with his stupid friend. They don't belong in my fairyland! Damnit!Then there's the situation with
kaos
A few months ago Mr. Kaos asked me if I wanted to go to Blogher, while I thought it was sweet of him to offer I was concerned about a few items ● I have never been away from K. ● If they came with me what would they do all day?
holiday
Happy Father's day all! I hope you enjoyed your day. Since my own dear dad is miles and miles away and I can't be with him today I thought I'd share this little shot of Mr. Kaos' wine and his father. As an
poetry
3-28-07years have passedmy tearful eyes have driedmy stoic mood has brightenedand though I never wanted itmy heart has tenderedit only took the rainto show me