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This Summer vacation has been filled to the brim with NOT being on vacation. We've been swarmed with busies. Engulfed by the things to do. Inundated with important tasks... Well this weekend we said NO MORE! It's been a tough week. Mike's grandmother continues
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I miss hard words coming out of my mouth. Once upon a time before I was able to spout fairy tales of rainbows and princesses riding unicorns to their coronation as queen of utopia I was the kind of girl that could cuss a blue streak. I'd make
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Generally, I like myself very much. I can say that with a certain amount of pride and clarity because I recall half a lifetime ago when I was not so lucky. When I looked in the mirror and the girl that looked back, her awkward smile and icy eyes, they
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Oh babies, it's time to come clean. Tell the truth. Fill you in. You deserve to know these things after all. Here it goes, are you ready? This is big... It's been really hot. There I've said it. It's been really hot
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Recently we had the good fortune of acquiring an amazing babysitter. Violet Nuit. Now babysitters can be amazing for a variety of reasons and each family needs its own special fit. A babysitter that is perfect for us may be horrible for someone else and the other way around... But
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I have a love hate relationship with clothing that I used to mistake for a love hate relationship with my body. There are few things as frustrating as taking the time to go clothing shopping, being ready and willing to spend a bit of money on clothes (after all, we&
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I need to handle this with a little delicacy. A sense of decorum. I need to say it gently because otherwise I might freak out. It's possible that I may have already freaked out... but just a little. How am I going to say this? What's
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I've spent a good portion of the day cooking. Mixing. Blending. Stirring. Processing. There is so much good food in my kitchen I just don't know what to do, because I can't eat it. It's for tomorrow. For lunch. But it all
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Oh hell babies, there is a huge disturbance in the force here at the house of Kaos. Did you guys know I used to be a barista? I was. I used to make people coffee... espresso... tea... variations there of. When I first started I drank a lot of espresso.
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One after another we fall each in line with no cause but pressure the touch of the one before a line of dominoes the closer we are the faster we fall. But picking back up? That takes longer.
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I don't like people. A person I can like on a case by case basis but people in general I often find hard to deal with. One of the things (on a very long list of things) I really don't like is when people talk about
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I was thinking moments ago as I picked up my laptop in one hand and wandered into the next room with it, about the time before the laptop. Not so much historically before the laptop but more personally. I recall having only one computer in the house as a teenager.