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I had this whole post planned for this morning involving why my blog was called Mommified Me when I first started it 3 years ago this month. The short of it was that I didn't know about mommy blogs and my blog wasn't a mommy blog
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Not too terribly long ago my lovely husband (and internet media pusher extraordinaire) shared with me a thought he had. A feeling if you will. A feeling in direct opposition with my own (for reasons I will soon detail for you). He thinks that my broadcasting a live internet show
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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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March is kicking my ass ladies and gentleman. This happens ever year. EVERY YEAR. When I was younger and way more self involved than I am now and I had no child I didn't care about her birthday (she didn't exist) or talent show, or St.
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This morning I did the same thing I do every morning, I picked up my iPhone and turned it on, read my email, looked at twitter and checked the weather. Then my iPhone, my knowledge bringer... it told me a blatant lie. "It's going to snow"
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Last night on our way to the story telling event we attended (which was wonderful by the way, thanks for asking... we had a blast) we stopped to meet up with friends at a little Thai bistro for a bite to eat. As we sat waiting for our food and
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there was so much sun today that it poured in the windows as I was trapped in my house. I could not leave, there was far too much to do. But even the brief moments when I ventured out into the yard to take out the garbage or sort the
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I must start by warning you that at some point in this post I will admit to being a complete hormonal wreck with mascara running down my face... Now that we've got that out of the way... K's class has a bear. Paddington Bear to be
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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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Welcome to the Kaos Valley Detox and Treatment Facility where we can help you clean up your life... Messy house? No. We can't help you there. Addicted to smack? Nuh huh. No. There's nothing we can do. Have a coke problem? Ah now there we can
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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