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I was neglectful of most of you over the weekend and I would be remiss if I didn't extend you my most sincere apologies.I was preoccupied with a most wonderful (and not at all imaginary) cousin Mielikki. She arrived on Thursday afternoon and stayed with us until
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I say it as big as I can. And today I want to say thank you to Landismom because she sent me something very very special. And it is mine now, all mine. Because I won it. I never win anything, nothing at all. Well there was that one time
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It's getting worse, not better.As we move farther into the digital age where almost anything and everything can be done on line I get more and more and more junk mail in my mailbox.I'm talking about the tree eating paper form of Spam people.
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Not too long ago I did that thing where I sent out postcards. Remember that? Yeah it was a lot of fun. So much fun that when my cousin decided to come to Portland for a little end of summer visit she thought she would do it too. We plotted.
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There have been so very many firsts in my life. In everyones lives really. The first day of this, the first day of that, the first time I realized that I'm crazy, the first time I realized I wasn't so crazy after all. The first time
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Questions. I could have some for you. Some specially designed just for you, you, you, you and you. Would you like me to ask you 5 fabulous questions? Read on and find out how... oh and if you've been following this blog for a while... no you aren&
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Because I am nothing if not obedient (or something) I'm answering the 10 questions posed by Avitable on his Sunday post. See, good little Cami... here is a cookie.... good girl... now sit. Okay yeah, that got old really quick so without further delay the questions and answers:
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It's Thursday... lets just say I am really angry about not having my laptop back and am about 3 inches from a post about the company that has it... but I don't want to be that girl today... I don't want to spew my
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the dirty little secret... oh I must share something awful, shameful, untoward... While I bought each and every postcard in Anaheim, addressed them and dutifully wrote each note in my hotel room, I did not mail them from California. My hotel, it seems, was woefully lacking stamps for sale. They
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While I was away doing the hard business that is a family vacation other people were just laying about playing with their blogs and drinking martinis... or maybe reading... And what do I come home to? A freaking tag. A tag. I've been tagged like an animal in
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This may be my longest post ever... or it may just seem that way, either way, stay tuned til the end won't you, I could have a tiny droplet of good, a nugget of happy, a... no I got nothing... you're free to go... La la
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It's idea thief & consumer whore all rolled into 1 little bundle... the bundle of me. A while back Mr. Fab wrote his dear readers sick and twisted post cards. I did not receive one. No postcard for little miss CamiKaos. Ignored. Unloved. Dejected. Of course in all