In less than a week I'll embark on a work adventure with 260ish of my nearest and dearest co-workers. Over the last 18 months I've been at Automattic some of my colleagues have become close friends. Some are still total strangers. None the less we'll be all in one place for 7 days to work and … Continue reading travel tales of a work at home cami…
dyeing hurts…
Call it what you will, vanity, existential crisis, rebellion, or something else all together but I've been dyeing my hair for the past 22 years. I started life out with stick straight white blond hair but by the time I was 15 (the last time I saw my natural hair at any length greater than … Continue reading dyeing hurts…
looking a clothes horse in the mouth…
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. I know the old idiom. And really, I get it. And I don't. Hi there, here's me being incredibly thankful for all the gifts handed to me in this life. But a clothes horse? That's another matter entirely. I have a lot of clothes, but I wear … Continue reading looking a clothes horse in the mouth…
a weekend by any other name…
Well hello, weekend, if that is your real name. It feels like it's been such a long time since we've had an earnest little chat. That's probably my fault. I've been too busy trying to keep with all the crazy shit the week throws at me in order to give you the attention you deserve. … Continue reading a weekend by any other name…
held captive in dark comedy…
Cut in on our hapless heroine. Curled up in bed furiously typing with her thumbs on the illuminated screen of her phone. The room is dark but from the glow at the edge of the black curtains we can see morning light penetrating her dim purgatory. Her bedroom acts as a holding cell keeping her … Continue reading held captive in dark comedy…
all I wanted was a cup of coffee…
You know that foggy fuzzy state your brain can succumb to when you've been on the go for weeks on end. Traveling, working, family issues, cat hairballs. These things can make the most collected person tired. I would go so far as to say zombie-like. This was just the case yesterday morning when I finally … Continue reading all I wanted was a cup of coffee…
a tale of two kitties…
While one cat curls up sound asleep at the foot of my daughter's bed enjoying the warmth of the heater and the quiet sound of her breath the other is running the length of the house and back in the blink of an eye. He weighs all of five pounds but manages to produce the … Continue reading a tale of two kitties…
I say the darndest things…
As parent who works full time from home my workday shouldn't be greatly disrupted by my tween being home sick from school, none the less I catch myself saying some of the darndest things while trying to focus on work while she's around... Please put David Tennant down, I can't concentrate on work when you're … Continue reading I say the darndest things…
run, cami, run…
Those of you who know me know I am not a runner. Hell, those of you who don't know me probably know I'm not a runner. Like many, I have often been known to say that I wouldn't run unless there was a bear or a zombie chasing me. If a zombie bear were to … Continue reading run, cami, run…
the long lost art of car horn etiquette…
There are some things that I just find rude. Honking, out of context, is one of them. That car horn is there for when you're on the road and you need to audibly notify drivers or pedestrians of something in your surrounding area. It can signal something like "Oh no my brakes are out and … Continue reading the long lost art of car horn etiquette…
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