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award winning post

Cami Kaos

15 Apr 2008 — 1 min read

This ladies and gentlemen is an award winning post... do you know how you can tell?

Silly, it's right up there at the top. The title says it all...

What award have I won? Oh me oh my, I meant to say what "awards" have I won?

Jo has bestowed upon me this "Gratitude with Attitude" award... whatever... I mean I'm thankful and all but everyone can still kiss my ass...

(do you think that's what she meant?)

which I award to the sass mouthed Maria and the lovely and ever attitudinal Holly

and...

and the "Girl Power Blog" which was presented to me by one hell of a strong woman, my cousin Mie. This little honey I'm presenting to Flutter, Missburrows and Stephanie... Three bad ass bloggers with sass and strength oozing from their pages...

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I'll be back tomorrow with actual content of some sort and some updated "stuff" on my side bar...

xoxo - CamiKaos

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