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There have been a few requests for information. For updates. Because I am so thoroughly me I have simply ignored them in an attempt to evade answering...But soon I fear it shall not work so I will answer the bathroom question.How is the bathroom coming along?Not at
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Here in the Kaos house when we rock, we do it as a family. Not just because the family that plays together stays together or something like that but because it's fun and hanging out with K when she goes to a certain pirate show enables me to
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Now begins the long thought out and very very exciting question of What to be for Halloween. While I am sure many of you are thinking to yourselves "Hmmm, what will that little darling K Kaos be for Halloween?" you can keep that to yourself. We are talking
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This summer, I have recently come to realize, has been a monumental one for me. So much that I didn't seem to notice it has happened. So much life has been lived in these last several months that I am just now starting to catch my breath and
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Hey you, you know who you are. You were on main street last night with the other 7.2 million people trying to exit Di$neyland and being herded like cattle. You know when the crowd was so thick you could hardly breath let alone walk. You were there with
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on a jet plane... I know when I'll be back again and oh babe, I love to go oh oh oh oh... yeah, that was cheap but what'cha ya gonna do? I'll be honest in that I have given today's post a
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Surprises are a wonderful thing, wonderful magical things that can also be called lies.Liar liar my pants are on fire.Because I have been keeping that big ol secret from K.The lie. The surprise of her 5 year old lifetime...And it just got bigger. The lie. The
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I wrote last week about an experience I'd had visiting my parents in the Midwest and briefly (oh so briefly) mentioned that you should remind me to get back to the thing about no fences. To my surprise a few of you did. Imagine that. And I was
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Last night, let me tell you, last night was a bad night. It wasn't good. Wasn't fun. Not so great. It was tough. Lets not pretend I think it was the toughest night, believe me there are millions of people who had a worse night than
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I may have spoken before about how close I am with my family, and that would be the truth, mostly. My husband and I, we're very close. It's not uncommon for people to marvel at, gag at, be suspicious of or disbelieve our saccharine sweetness. Or
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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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Last night was the election. Anybody want to guess what happened??? By the by, as I write this my Internet connection is DOWN. I think there is a plague, I don’t know if I will even be able to post again. I may have to leave my hermit hut