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The other day at the end of a post I stated that Mr. Kaos had called with some curious news...Curious news alright...While he was on his way home from Boston he got a voicemail asking if he would be available to go on another business trip...Another business
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At 17 I would lay by my open window at night or climb out onto the roof below and breathe the warm night air as the scent of Star Jasmine rose up to meet me. It was nights like those when I learned to keep track of my thoughts, my
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I feel drunk. Positively drunk, though I haven't had a drop to drink since that margarita (okay several margaritas) the other day.Heady. Blissful. Billowy.Because last night I got what I needed. Needed oh so badly.10 hours of sleep.I went places baby, let me tell
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Okay I admit... that last post was a little poor me the super lucky urban mom...boo hoo...I'm a happily married woman.boo hoo...My husband had to leave town for 1 night.boo hoo...My schedule has been interrupted.Well yeah. Boo hoo. I am really
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Yesterday was a good day. or WOOOOOOOWHOOOOOOO! THIS FRICKEN ROCKS! Oh yeah baby. Oh yeah. Yesterday, as I said, was a good day. You see we live ridiculously close to one of the oldest amusement parks in the U S of A. Oaks Amusement Park. It isn't the
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Tomorrow I'm giving you a poem to read. I haven't picked it yet. I'm not writing a new one. I've decided to choose one from my vast resources of old writings. From one of the binders, folders, books, shelves or the 1
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I have a lot to do today.You can tell by the fact that I am sitting in bed wearing pants. Normally if I blog in bed I do so in my undies and a tank top because I know I have nowhere to hurry off to.So it is
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I have this black book... no no no, not a little black book, not a little black book full of booty calls and conquests, if one of those ever existed it would be long gone by now. I have this black book. It's big and covered in canvas
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Funk or Funkifize? My routine is thrown. Schedule? Blown. There is no such thing in these summer times. Part of me can get down with that no schedule sleep until 9... but here's the thing... I start to get into a funk after a while. I feel like
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I've been tagged by Melanie here, in Orygun. Tagged. And I probably deserve it since I tagged her only last week for that 8 things thing and she complied so nicely... so here goes... the rules... Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and
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The last several days there have been A LOT of pictures taken around these parts. Tons. And not just by me. There have been videos too, I've had nothing to do with those. Why? Well cause Bubblewench has been to town. She brought hubbyman and her dad along
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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