iphone
MrKaos: Do you know what I was thinking about? CamiKaos: no what? MK: I used to have this old girl and she started looking kind of dowdy but she was really nice and reliable and did all the things I wanted her to do... if you know what I mean.
babble
last night Mr. Kaos and I were having one of our late night talks... It encompassed many things: our lives, macabre humor and of course politics, as it is the season. Alas it was growing late and I told Mr. Kaos I needed to get some sleep. A long day
love
I'm a little tired babies. I'm keeping late nights. Late. The time I want to go to bed sees me sitting wide awake. And what am I doing with that precious time I have scheduled for sleep? I could be blogging, commenting, reading, editing, watching tv,
chocolate
actually in all honesty... good Kaos, no chocolate. In another tale for my choconot family (we are a family are we not? A family banding together to resist the... well, the chocolate... for the month)... Where was I? Oh, yes, the tale for the Choconots... On his way home from
babble
I think maybe there's something about our little cast of characters that I should explain to you all. Back before there was me, Mr. Kaos existed. He was a real live human person. For real. He walked and talked and breathed and all that. And he made music.
80's
While the rest of the world was partying their socks off or sleeping or whatever it is they do on the eve of the new year I was doing something new. After the big dinner, a little clean up and tucking the littlest Kaos into bed Mr. Kaos and I
birthday
Mr. Kaos asked earlier today if he got to guest post on my blog today since it was, after all, the day of his birth. I jumped at the chance to have some well written thought provoking content on my blog for a change... then he told me what he
bloggers
Today we announce the winners of the 2007 Holiday Lyric Contest (about 14 minutes into the show...) Join me, Mr Kaos and very special guest, Daddy Kaos to learn about football, politics, gumbo, and maybe we'll also talk about the song contest. If you aren't able
christmas
Mr. Kaos is home on vacation for THE REST OF THE YEAR. (That is what happens when you do not take ANY vacation time at all for the whole year leading up to December). What's that? What about that Di$neyland trip you ask??? K and I were
Mr. Kaos
The mommified Cami who normally painstakingly composes this blog is still sleeping... Let's not wake her shall we? You see I let her go out last night. She let her hair down (not that there was much to tie back) and then she was out too late last
kaos
Remember when you were a kid and someone would tell you how cute you were or how nice your bike looked or... you know that you had cool shoes? Remember? My mom would always drill it into my brain "SAY THANK YOU CAMI" and so I would say
Bert
The scene, in my bed Friday night. It felt late but it was probably only like 9:30. Mr. Kaos came into the room and smiled at me. I was exhausted and curled into the bed surrounded with a fortress of pillows and two blankets.MK: Hey babe, how'