Despite all of the things I love about living in the city there are still some drawbacks...No, strike that...Despite all the things I love about living in 2008 there are still some drawbacks.Like what you ask?When I was a little kid, say 6 years old, if at 1 AM 4 kids were standing on the … Continue reading living in the city…
Category: mommified
a little overreaction never hurt anyone
I admit it...I'm a worrier... when it comes to my people if things aren't going smoothly I tend to get a little concerned. That's an understatement.A really big understatement.I don't fly off the handle and force them into the hospital for a cold but I will stay by their side as much as humanly possible … Continue reading a little overreaction never hurt anyone
the hidden
As I walk the aisles of the grocery store it remains hidden beneath a pile of fresh produce. Mushrooms, onions, oranges, lettuce, broccoli... they all lay atop it. They mask it's presence with their beautiful colors...I push on. Finding cheeses, whole grain breads, yogurt, healthy snacks...At last it's time to check out and I push … Continue reading the hidden
haunted…
I'd like to be really serious for a moment... and I probably should be given what I'm about to show you but I'm having a bit of a hard time not giggling at K's similarity to me...K made a dark piece of art... actually she made a series of three dark pieces.dark. brooding. gothic.for a … Continue reading haunted…
total parental failure…
For the past several days my little ray of sunshine and rainbows (and fantastic dance numbers) has been having a hard time.At first I thought it was just because she was being bratty... I decided that may be a terribly harsh assessment of an otherwise lovely child.Then I thought maybe it was because her social … Continue reading total parental failure…
the feminist mystique
Growing up I was never told I couldn't do something because I was a girl.There were no sex based double standards that I could detect in my home. My brother wasn't allowed to date at the age of 13 and lauded for sexual prowess and neither was I.My father worked hard to make ends meet … Continue reading the feminist mystique
first thing
The first thing I do in the morning, on any given morning, ordinarily, is turn on my iPhone and read a couple of blog posts.Why?Perhaps that fact that I don't drink coffee is as good a reason as any, I don't know. It's just what I do.This morning one post caught my eye... One post … Continue reading first thing
school uniform…
Every morning during the week I wake up at 6:30 AM.It's painful, the noise of my little bobbing alarm clock. It tugs at the tail of my dreams as though it were a kitten unraveling a knitted blanket. It jabs and pokes and then just starts to walk away with bits of my dream following … Continue reading school uniform…
me on a Tuesday
I should have thought this all through better...there is too much to do and not enough time...there certainly isn't enough time for a proper post.even as I sit here and type this I am stretching my neck to peek into the bathroom to menace my child into brushing her teeth because we need to leave … Continue reading me on a Tuesday
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't think it ever was a mommy blog, though it certainly is a blog … Continue reading the mommification of CamiKaos
CamiKaos 