**In lieu of recent Archives of Our Lives happenings [i.e. bearing my heart and soul to this here blog and its 100 daily readers], I have decided to write yet another deep, heart-wrenching, Camille-tells-all kind of post. Just as a … Continue reading
Here in Arizona, we don’t have many bragging rights. It’s hot, to be sure. But really, is that something to be proud of? We mostly just brag about the heat so outsiders will think we’re tough for being able to … Continue reading
We’re home from Idaho–just for tonight and tomorrow–and on Friday we’ll be heading down to The Great State of AZ. All the time I’ve spent on the road lately has lent room in my head for Seriously Deep Thoughts. Thoughts … Continue reading
Guess what? You’ll never guess, so I’ll spit it out. This is my 100th post on Archives of Our Lives. (Every time I write “Archives of Our Lives,” I feel like the word “our” should not be capitalised, because it’s … Continue reading
Some ladies in the blogging world are feeling very anxious to produce children as of late, I’ve noticed. “It’s all I think about,” they write, “I can hardly stand seeing all the other pregnant ladies around me all day!” I … Continue reading
In Arizona, spring has already sprung. We’re a whole month behind here in Canada, and it’s not looking hopeful. Oh, sure, the sky is bright cheerful blue today, but I’ve played this game–it’s called Spring Hasn’t Really Sprung and You’re … Continue reading
I am stingy with the word “love.” Real stingy. It took me so long (and so many boyfriends) to come to my own conclusion about the meaning of “love” that I don’t just toss the word around like pretzels. I … Continue reading