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disqualified...
It's entirely possible that what I'm about to write is one of those things that will completely disqualify me from ever being mother of the year, but it's true so I think I'll go ahead and tell you anyway. This part of
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consumer whore cami finds time to pout
2 years ago on Christmas eve there was a little box waiting under the tree for me. It was rectangular and a little heavy and I was very excited as I gazed at the little box. Mine mine mine. I was watching K open her Christmas eve present when suddenly
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notes on a Saturday
No matter how far in advance you put something important on your calendar, something just as important can come a long and totally mess with that first thing... Even 5 months in advance. When it rains it pours... that happens with good things too. Raising my child is totally interfering
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not enough hours in the day...
I realize that last weeks whole "week of secrets" thing was kind of a complete and total cop out. It was. Don't go defending me, I know when I'm being lazy and melodramatic. The fact is though, I was being that way for a
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Transparency...
This particular blog post seems to have a check list to go along with it, so why don't we start there... Laying in bed with my big velvet winter comforter? Check Wearing undies and my favorite stripey shirt? Check Red lipstick? Check Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
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my belt...
In 1977 in a 7th grade shop class a boy made a leather belt. It was a popular color of light golden brown. On it he pressed stars and music notes and a simple sentence... a sentence that could have kept him from getting laid ever. Ever. "SCIENCE FICTION
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and I do...
8 years ago today it rained. Not a huge downpour, but one of those consistently overcast days where the rain comes in waves. Where the air smells fresh and clean and the sky is that lovely pale dove gray with patches of white clouds. We were living out in Banks
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because I wear the pants in this family...
Last night after I was done slamming Mike's head into my big ol headboard I rolled over and went to sleep. I needed my rest so I could head out into the wild for some camping. In October. When it's cold. I'm manly like
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loveable silly little me...
Generally, I like myself very much. I can say that with a certain amount of pride and clarity because I recall half a lifetime ago when I was not so lucky. When I looked in the mirror and the girl that looked back, her awkward smile and icy eyes, they
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all fun all day... and it'll all end in tears
Today is all about the fun. About the good times. How much awesome stuff can K and I pack into one afternoon without leaving the house. Those are the two most important parts of the day... FUN and NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE. In a little over an hour I'
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never enough, or how to make me feel completely inadequate
There's something that K really really really really really really wants. Wants more than anything, ever. She's pretty sure that her entire life will be incomplete without it. She's said so. "Mom!!! If I don't have one then I will grow
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because I really need a new post...
I was hoping that by the time I posted again everyone here would be all healthy and shiny but the facts can not be ignored. I've still got this awful cold like thing. It's clinging to me. Nestling in my chest and making me feel like