consumer whore cami is sick

You heard it folks, consumer whore cami is sick, ill, infected. I'm lousy with vacation fever and I want it to stop... or at least I'd like a little more control over myself...I feel the drug that is di$neyland coursing through my veins and it's a high I know I need to come down from.I need to get on with my normal life.For goodness sake I freakin hate di$ney. I get all puffy and pissed off about them all the time... and then I give my daughter princess crazy coming out her ears.That's how they get me... that and my fuzzy warm consumer whore memories of my childhood visits to di$neyland with my family.Mr. Consumer Whore Kaos and I can envision so many aspects of our trip... especially that special moment when we finally tell little Miss Consumer Whore K that we are, in fact, taking her the the happiest fuckin place on earth...We're in the plane, in our seats and we give her a present to open... when she opens it she finds the glorious Cinderella gown inside, the prettiest fanciest one I could find (I ordered it today it is soooooo pretty) and when she squeals with delight (which she will, she really wants that dress) and says "thank you thank you thank you so much I am so happy" (which she will, she is a very exuberant and gracious gift receiver) we will say "We're so glad you like it, we thought you might need it to wear to DI$NEYLAND to meet the princesses" This is where we get a little concerned that the other passengers may interpret her screams of joy and delight as some kind of terror and think we're poking her with plastic forks or some other weapon like plastic eating implement... but we're willing to risk it.Actually that moment of joy right there, it's pretty much as far as our minds have gone, though we have a list of nifty things to do once we get where we are going...We're normally totally not about buying our daughter's love (though Mr. Kaos tries to by my love on a regular basis, and I go for it, after all, he's my husband so it's not dirrrrty right?)But my point is, I'm sick and not just with this damn lingering summer cold, I'm sick and the only cure in sight is that damn vacation and it is still 2 weeks away...So like I told my dear friend today, if you want to ignore me for the next couple weeks that's okay, I probably won't have anything decent to say until I get home...Cough cough.... oh man I need my fix bad.