I was invited on a playdate in Portland last night,
at the home of CamiKaos.
She has tats all over her body. We got to see. Miss Burrows was the co-host & other counselor.
She rocks the kitty mask, no?(Don't ask what is sticking up in front of her...)
There was ambiance.
We imagine the elderly neighbors got an eyeful with that peephole there.There was a bodyguard.
No boys allowed!Other cool people were invited to play.
Giddy came all the way from California,with excellent shoes & wit.
Joleine drove herself over with a sprained ankle.Her toughness kind of scared me.
MediaChick is supermodel tall and kickass bold.
Verso, our resident Girl Geek, brought her supernatural tech knowledge.And her sparkly brand-new, beaten-from-the-hands-of-an-unsuspecting-yuppie, iPhone.
There was reading material.
And props.There were snacks.
(Joleine baked, frosted, & decorated these, on her sprained ankle.
Seriously, still a little scared).
Like the real thing, not as tasty as they are cute.(The sprinkles, not the cupcakes - they were delicious!)
Then there was a show! I'm famous(ish)!
Mr. Kaos pushed all the right buttons.There were more snacks.
I like my marshmallows like my men - on fire.
What it looked like after a few cocktails.There were threats.
No skulls were actually harmed during Camp Naughty.Brain cells maybe.
Thanks, most excellent counselors!
I can't wait for the next installment.
Maybe there will be a show & tell.
How about Truth or Dare with the folks next door?
The weather was great. Wish you were there.
