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it's 8:39 and for the first time in a week or 2 (how long has K been on summer vacation? the days melt into one another until there is no difference) we are all awake...Mr. Kaos is already zipping off toward his huge conglomerate, K is
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Yesterday as I sat in my neighbor's backyard chatting about this and that, watching our children play I noticed a bird house tucked into a tree. An old birdhouse, white and blue and faded with age but well built, love went into it. At the peak of it&
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wow... you hear that? crickets... where you at?
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Last night just before falling asleep I pulled out a piece of paper and jotted down the most hysterical conversation Mr. Kaos and I have ever had. HILARIOUS. We're funny people. I intended to share it with all of you today, to lighten and brighten your lives...The
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I had a dream. I did. Really I did. It's true. I had a dream last night that I was on America's Next Top Model and I made it all the way to the end when they send the girls off to a foreign country and
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Envision the Kaos Family out front of the Kaos house. Watering roses, drawing chalk outlines, basking in the yard work of our neighbors, all from our little shaded patio. Suddenly a truck pulls to a halt in front of our well kept lawn. A big truck. A white truck. A
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This is how lame I am. I am so lame that I am actually going to post something about the season finale of a show. A fictional show. A show that means nothing in the grand scheme of things. But here I am and I am going to talk about
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So people, I'm hearing you want bathroom update pictures. You do? Really? Wow. Well let me let you in on a couple of things: Thing 1: We're working our ASSES to the BONE here on stuff. Sadly not all of it is the bathroom. It'
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Of all the things I could talk about today, the war, my family, school getting out, the slow motion bathroom remodel, K's crying jags, my kitchen, family illnesses, my cats (Mr. Kaos says I should post more pictures of my cats, what is that all about?) the fact
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I feel like my life is trying to get in between my blog and I. It's fighting for a stranglehold on my time.I can't give in.must post posts.must talk to internet peoplemust talk about my hair...fading... fading fast.It's getting
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i am typing this entire entry with one hand so don't expect anything that requires me to use the shift key... I wish i had a gloriously fun reason for this, we all know what I'm talking about (hey I just shifted with one hand, then
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I can't begin to tell you how much caulk was used unnecessarily in our bathroom. I don't even know where it could have come from. I didn't know there was a need for that much caulk in the whole world, let alone our little