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the mommification of CamiKaos
I don't think I've ever discussed here why I called this blog Mommified Me. I think I might like to talk about that today if you all have time to sit a spell and listen. You see this isn't a mommy blog. I don&
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CamiKaos goes to the PTA...
Last night I had my first foray into the realm of the secret society known as the PTA...Shudder.Landismom, I thought of you quite a bit as our own PTA president was talking.Then when others started talking and they went on a little (or 6 decades) too long
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no such luck...
I bet you all thought I wasn't going to have anything to say today huh? After all... it's after noon here. Not like late afternoon or anything but it is after the time which we call noon (I love that little word play there) and I
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the "morning meal"
It was a typical wake up in the Kaos house. Mr. Kaos' alarm had been going off every 9 minutes for the past 6 hours, K had at some point climbed into our bed and was sprawled out like a wild beast and my little bobbing alarm clock just
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why I don't watch scary movies...
I know that several of you are scary movie viewers. Lovers of the fright flicks if you will. I am not. Don't get me wrong there are some frightening movies I will watch. But not horror flicks. Not movies for the sake of scary. I'll watch
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music makes me do things...
That sounds a little dramatic doesn't it? It does, yeah, I know but it is so true. Music makes me do things. All sorts of things. More so than even say... tequila or rum. Or that crazy whispering voice in my head. Then there are all the times
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did you miss me?
Did you miss me? Did you notice my complete and total absence from the mighty land of interwebs??? Oh okay, I wasn't really GONE gone. I was so totally here. Sneaking and peaking and doing naughty things with your lawn ornaments... I read some blogs, listened to some
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what a girl won't do...
Have you ever had one of those moments where you just had to have something? In my case that something is almost always cherry coke... but not yesterday when for no reason at all I suddenly savagely needed chocolate and coconut. It should have been an easy matter to run
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is consumer whore cami making a comeback?
As I was reading the little kaos a bedtime story and Mr. Kaos was listening intently from the foot of her bed we heard my crappy phone beep or make whatever strangled little noise it makes when it wants to tell me something. It wanted to tell me I had
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Luke, I am not your father...
Baaa Baaa Baaaaaaaaa That is sheep talk because today, that is me. A sheep. A following along with the flow of the interwebby sheep. Baaaaa.Why? Because The Holmes asks how I (not me personally I am sure he intended for everyone to answer) would recast (The Original) Star Wars.
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cause I'm leaving...
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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she who spills things...
Or rather she who comes painfully close to spilling things.What kind of things?Beans mostly. Not just any beans. The magic beans. Beans of knowledge. Di$neybean$.This evening Mr. Kaos' parents showed up to say hello and drop off a little gift for K, some spending money