I may have mentioned before that working from home is awesome. Sure there are the things that come up here and there that make working from home a little more challenging on some days than others, but when I reflect on it they'd be even more difficult if I was expected to sit in an … Continue reading in-service day tales of a work at home cami…
about thirteen…
There's something about the number 13, isn't there? It comes with a warning. It announces itself. It's a prime number. There were 13 colonies in the US. Friday the 13th, that's a thing. And a movie series. It's also my second favorite number. I've always loved the look of the word and the way the … Continue reading about thirteen…
consumer whore cami ponders the apple watch…
A couple of years ago when the Pebble became all the rage and started popping up on wrists I grimaced. When my guy got one I was still cautious but curious. I thought perhaps it would be a good thing. He's a super busy guy. Maybe it would allow him to better stay in the … Continue reading consumer whore cami ponders the apple watch…
the invites…
Yesterday my mother showed up at my door with 13 handcrafted birthday invitations in one hand and 1.75 liters of vodka in the other. The two are mostly unrelated. The invites are made from paper and glitter. Stamp and ink. She didn't write in them, but provided neatly cut slips of paper with prompts for … Continue reading the invites…
there is not a raccoon in my kitchen…
As I sit quietly in my living room working I tend to listen to the sounds of home. The slight buzz and hum of my heater, the birds chirping and chattering from my high windows, the rush of cars on the street outside, and the constant chirps, pings, and trills of various notifications on my … Continue reading there is not a raccoon in my kitchen…
you put your hair in the coconut…
I remember putting some crazy things in my hair as a kid. Lemon juice, kool-aid, mayonnaise, avocado, tea, and that scalding hot oil treatment. With that last one I might as well been torturing myself with tar and feathers. Then there was the one summer I strived to find the perfect ultra-conditioning hair treatment. I read somewhere that … Continue reading you put your hair in the coconut…
The five stages of brunch line grief…
Brunch. That perfect lazy combination of breakfast and lunch. Decadent breakfast foods with a lunchtime sensibility served up with steaming coffee, a delicious assortment of carefully crafted cocktails, and a greatly reduced amount of food related guilt. I mean come on, it's the weekend. And I'm sure that huge buttery meal I just had with … Continue reading The five stages of brunch line grief…
because I needed one in hawaii…
I think at some point in my life I had a jean-jacket. I can't recall having one but it seems unlikely that I didn't. You know, as a kid or something. I know I had a corduroy jacket styled after a jean jacket. I had a denim jacket with a mandarin collar and 3/4 length sleeves, … Continue reading because I needed one in hawaii…
the twenty…
On Tuesday as K and I were walking to her class, as we've done hundreds of times before, we were deep in important conversation. I can't recall what the conversation was about and the topic wasn't the important part. It was that we were talking. Chatting. Laughing. Smiling. And strolling down the sidewalk. We weren't … Continue reading the twenty…
the chicken or the egg…
You know those mornings when you really need a cup of coffee but for some reason the coffee grinder isn't where you normally store it and it's not sitting on the counter plugged in. And so you think "That's okay, I just need coffee. I don't need the extra special coffee I brought back from … Continue reading the chicken or the egg…
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