it's complementary

Remember when you were a kid and someone would tell you how cute you were or how nice your bike looked or... you know that you had cool shoes?

Remember?

My mom would always drill it into my brain "SAY THANK YOU CAMI"  and so I would say

but often inside there would be this little moment of panic.

That has never gone away.  I don't accept compliments well.  Especially unexpected ones.  I tend to stare blankly or say thank you in the vainest most

sort of way.  Say something nice to me in person or on the phone and my brain shuts down.

Utterly.

I will use an example.  Today because of life's odd circumstances I found myself on the phone with a man that I do not know but know of and that, though I have never met him, I know he has certain talents that I very much admire.  That sounds very dirty.

Does that sound dirty?

Would you like to think that's naughty for a moment... go ahead.  Come back when you're ready to pull your mind out of the gutter....

Are we all back?

Okay, so the person I was talking to was an old friend of Mr. Kaos', a talented musician who he hadn't seen in years but who through an odd series of coincidence and interwebby stuff contacted Mr. Kaos.

So they met up to say HELLO.

As for the reason I was on the phone with him, well I called Mr. Kaos and he put me on the phone with him despite my protestations that I am a shy and delicate flower...  So we were chit chatting about the weather and the affable nature of Mr. Kaos when I was thinking I should tell him how much I like that one song in particular that he played (and that I played at my wedding because I liked it just that much) when he told me he liked my blog.  This is what ensued:

Cami's Brain:  Oh shit!  Shit did you hear that?  Did you hear what he said?  That was nice.  What do we do what do we do????

Other side of Cami's Brain:  SAY THANK YOU!

CB:  But he said he liked our blog.  That's CamiKaos' territory.  Where is she when we need her?

OCB:  Umm... no, don't bring her into this.  I think we should just say

.  That's what mom would say.

CamiKaos' Brain:  Of course he likes it, everyone LOVES ME, I'm Cami

Kaos!

OCB:  CamiKaos is such a brat!  Just say thank you.

CB:  Fine, but I know there is something else I was gonna say!!!

So after what seemed to me like an uncomfortable pause in the conversation I said "Thank You".

But I think my brain was really too busy trying to process the unexpected compliment  (who knew he'd read my blog?  I didn't.  Left field babies).

So to my lovely internet babies... if you want to say something nice put it in writing...

And to Mr. Kaos' old friend...  I really like that one song, we played it at our wedding (and those other 3 or 4 too)...

Oh, and welcome to the Internet.