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paper spam
I hate junk mail, and yes I know that hate is a really strong word but I stand by my use of it. I hate junk mail with a big red hot passion. I hate junk mail so much, thinking about it makes me want to go have sex with
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stoned
Once again I lay in the dentist's chair this morning, mouth uncomfortably held open, lips and cheek stuffed with cotton. I was wearing comfy jeans and a hooded sweatshirt with writing on it... I don't know what that writing says. What matters isn't the
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a study in vanity...
since it's been a very long weekend and since I very recently got a new computer and have just recently gotten time to play with it and since my hairdresser does a great job shaping my eyebrows and since there has been a real shortage of CamiKaos self
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time is folding
A pocket of time seems to be collapsing in on me. Summer is eating my schedule for breakfast and leaving no leftovers. Do you ever feel like there are only 12 hours in any given day? I do. (that is so my way of saying I have no time for
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what he knows...
I have said before that I'm done with "memes". That I can't do them anymore. That I won't do them anymore. I put my foot down and that, was that. But then Holly had to go an open her big ol mouth
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it's the tooth...
I have no real way of knowing when it is that you read this post because I just kind of put it up here and let you do your thing... So I can't really say with certainty that as you read this I'm sitting in the
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about the weather...
Really Cami? Really? You're going to sit here and write a post about the weather? I know, I know... It seems ridiculous for me to sit here and talk to you about the weather, it does. I accept that. I own it. I admit it... it's
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got nothing...
I was just about to go to bed, I had tucked in the child, spent time with the husband, talked to the cats and decided that any work that needed to be done could wait until another day, because this day... this day had already been long enough. I finished
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a piece of advice...
If you are a person that goes door to door... a salesman a canvasser a serial rapist or murder... Please listen: First of all if you're one of criminal members of that list? KNOCK IT OFF... but for anyone else knocking on doors, if you knock on a
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the hidden
As I walk the aisles of the grocery store it remains hidden beneath a pile of fresh produce. Mushrooms, onions, oranges, lettuce, broccoli... they all lay atop it. They mask it's presence with their beautiful colors... I push on. Finding cheeses, whole grain breads, yogurt, healthy snacks... At
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tears of insanity and fish
I normally don't talk about "woman troubles" here. I think that was by design but some days... some days I just have to say what I need to say. to get off my chest what is bothering me be it real or imaginary... or maybe just
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fit friends
Oh how we're gaining momentum towards our Fit February. (Isn't that the dumbest name I could think of? Yes, yes it is) we have people PEOPLE joining in with this whole happy healthy exercise thing. How many people you may ask??? Well at last count... when