Who Let the Dogs Out?

Hello All,

How is everyone? Good I hope. I just want to say a hearty ha-ha for all the comments you all sent me about nearly killing Frank Sinatra. I especially like the comments that I shouldn't be left alone with small children. What can I say I like my men to have a sense of humor. To be honest I feel bad about what I did and the cat still doesn't look healthy and he still hisses at me whenever he sees me.

On another funny note: I have to tell you about my dinner a couple weeks ago. I was invited to attend a fund-raiser for a political candidate. My friend Nadia invited me to go with her; I think she was trying to set me up on a blind date. So, lets move ahead past the speeches and the request for money. My friend and I were the only two single women there under the age of 50. So, you know all the women there did not say a word to us. Which I found to be extremely funny. We were seated at a mix table: single, married, young and old. My supposed "blind date" never showed up.....once again the story of my life. However the evening wasn't a total bust. I was seated next to this very recognizable gentleman who kept giving me the eye. Finally, after staring at me for over an hour he made his move. He said to me that he could easily make me his fourth wife. I just smiled and said to him that all depends on how big the ring is. Besides I don't think the country is ready for someone like me to be in the White House.


Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

I need adult supervision

Hello All,

How are you guys doing? How was every one's weekend? Good I hope. Mine was very funny. I did a very bad thing this past weekend. I am one step closer to going to hell. Now after you read this please do not send me any hate mail..I already feel guilty.

My next door neighbor is an elderly lady with a lot of pets. She has three cats, two dogs, some fish, two birds, a hamster and a bunny rabbit. She has named all of her pets after 1950/60s icons. For instance her three cats and two dogs are named after the "rat pack". That's right there is; Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr, Dean Martin, Joey Bishop and someone else who I can't think of at the moment. Anyway, you get the picture. OK, so my neighbor was going out of town for a week and she asked me to look after her pets. I was more than happy to and on top of that she was going to pay me $40/day. Now I would have watched her pets for free, but she insisted on paying me. Side note: taking money from the elderly lady next door is not why I am going straight to hell....it gets worse. Alright, so the week goes by and everything is fine all the animals are alive and counted for. My neighbor comes back home and she looks great and bakes me some cookies as token of her appreciation. Everything is fine right.........wrong. Over the weekend I keep getting these 911 text messages. And naturally I ignore them, because I don't know who keeps texting me 911. Finally my neighbor knocks on my door, and she is clearly upset. I ask her what is wrong? Does she need an ambulance? Does she need me to take her to the hospital? No, no, no she responds, she then proceeds to ask me if I gave Frank Sinatra his seizure medication. OOPS! BIG OOPS! Now here is my opportunity to do the right thing and just come clean. But yours truly chickens out and says "of course I gave him his medication, everyday for a week." My neighbor then says she is going to have to take him to the hospital because something is wrong. She takes the cat to the emergency vet hospital they tell her its a good thing she brought the cat in because he could have died and it just gets worse from there.

I brought Frank Sinatra a get well soon gift (because I feel guilty I almost killed him) and I am not lying the cat gave me this look. He looks so pitiful he has to wear an oxygen mask and he just kept hissing at me the entire time I was visiting him. I am so ashamed, but I can't confess to my neighbor. I am going to have to take this one to the grave. I know I am going straight to hell.....I can't even take care of some pets. I need adult supervision.

Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

Its Not You.......Its Me

Hello All,

How is everyones' week going so far. Good I hope. Mine has been going very good. I have been steadily working on the next phase of my life and I have to admit it I am very excited. I want to thank all of you for wishing me the best. I have made so many wonderful friends and I am truly going to miss all of you.

For those of you who have expressed concerned I also want to thank you; and I should clarify why I am taking the summer off. It has nothing to do with anything someone did or said to me. It is very simple....I am burned out. I have been "Cameron Leigh" for a lot longer than I would like to admit. I have been living a double life for so many years; I can not distinguish between reality and fiction any more. I want to be able to have a conversation with someone and it not involve sex. I tired of lying to my family about what I do . I want to have some piece of mind in my life. I know it is a clique but it is true... its not you its me. I wish I had a crystal ball and I can predict the future, but I can't. I do not know what is going to happen to me. I may come back after the summer or I may not. I want to thank all of you for giving me advice and helping me. And I promise I am only an email or phone call away. I love you all.

Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

Taking The Summer Off

Hello All,

How is everyone doing? Good I hope. Can you believe it; it is already June. Where has the year gone to? I can still remember what I did for New Year's. Before you know it will be December. I have made a decision in regards to my life. I am going to be taking the summer off. I am going to keep my schedule for June and two weeks in July, but after that I will be pursuing new interests. I need to take this time off and re-focus on me. I hope you all understand and don't worry you can still reach me by email or call me on the phone whenever you need your Cameron fix.


Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

Sex and the Single Girl

Hello All,

First let me say "Thank You," for all the warm wishes I received on my birthday. To para phrase Sally Field you really like me. I had a wonderful birthday I spent it with family and friends and loved ones. I didn't even mind the fact that I am getting older. As a matter of fact I proud about getting older. I used to have serious hang ups about getting older, but with age came this confidence that I never had before. I became more self assured, my looks didn't matter as much to me, I started to speak differently. All of those things started to happen to me as I got older. Which leads me to today's topic of discussion: Sex and the Single Girl.

This was a book published in the early sixties (before my time) by the editor-in-chief of Cosmopolitan Magazine, Helen Gurley Brown. The book basically encourages women to actively pursue a full single life, which includes acquiring a career, gaining financial independence and accepting ones looks. All good things to say to young impressionable women. Which is why I am puzzled by an article I read in the New York Times. Now I am not sure what the author was trying to achieve with his commentary, but it left me a little upset to say the least. The author in my opinion was suggesting that women have gotten more promiscuous over the years. In the age of Paris Hilton, and Britney Spears young women have opted out of traditional relationships and one night stands have become the norm. Young ladies do not want a car for graduation but instead want a boob job. As I have mentioned I am not sure about the point the author was trying to make so I will make it for him. I mean it is my blog and I can do whatever I want to.

The point is this: if young ladies attitudes have changed in regards to relationships maybe we should look at the big picture. We should exam society for making Paris Hilton and Britney Spears role models, musicians who use women as objects, props in their videos and lets us not forget the key factor in all of this...MEN. I am still waiting to meet a man who puts intelligence first before beauty when describing his ideal woman. With all the pressure young women have today is it no surprise that one night stands are on the rise.

Now I am sure some of you are going to read this and think I am some type of fem-a-Nazi, but I am not. I just believe in kissing a lot of frogs before you find your prince.

Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

My Top Ten List

Hello All,

There are only six more days left til the big day. I know I have no shame, but heck my birthday only comes around once a year and if I can't get excited about it....then who will.

Last night I was at a sports bar watching the Yankees whip ass against the Red Sox. If you didn't know I am big baseball fan, not as much as football, but I still like the game. I was there with M (Marisol), and we were just having a great girls night out. You know talking about who is sexier Derek Jeter or A-Rod. We came to the conclusion that we would take them both. The best part of the evening is when this guy tried to pick up my friend. I actually felt bad for the guy he didn't stand a chance with my friend. But it got me thinking about all of the cheesy pick-up lines I have heard over the years. I have composed this list of my top ten favorites...watch out David Letterman.

Cameron Leigh's Top Ten Pick-Up Lines:

10). Excuse me miss, I seem to have lost my phone #, could I borrow yours.
9). Are you accepting applications for your fan club?
8). Hey baby, drop that zero and get with this hero...in other words you should come home with me.
7). Is your name Pepsi cause I've gotta have it.
6). Hi, my name is Doug. That's "god" spelled backwards with a little bit of you wrapped up in it.
5). I may not be Dairy Queen but I'll treat you right.
4). You're so hot, your ass is on fire.
3). They call me " Mr.Coffee", I grind so fine.
2). You remind me of milk, I just want to spoil you.
1). Chocolate should melt in your mouth not in your hands.

Gentleman, I implore you to not use any of these lines on women. If you do; be prepared for you and your hand to spend a lovely night together.

Hugs & Kisses,
Cam

PDA, Porn & Sunny Crockett Lives

Hello All,

I am sorry for the long delay but I have been having technical difficulties with my blog. Someone changed my passwords and well it was a mess to say the least. We are still working on it and hopefully soon it will be back to normal. I ask that you be patient with my web team and me. I have a lot to update you all on, but before I do that I have to make an announcement. There are only twelve more days left until my birthday. I know I am shameless, but I don't give a damn.

Alright lets talk. The other day I was out and about running my errands and I started noticing something. At first I paid no attention to it, to be honest I thought it was kinda cute, but then it started to take on a life on its own. There I was in Target getting supplies and this couple was right beside me holding hands. I had to do a double take. Who the hell holds hands in Target?? I mean where did he think she was going to go...to the automotive care department. Look I am all for the PDA (public display of affection), but there is a time and place for it. I think that you and your significant other can put a hold on the hand holding while you shop. But wait it gets worse, I went for a jog yesterday morning and I saw this older couple holding hands while they walked around the park. You mean to tell me that when I get older I am still going to have to hold this bastards' hand to make him feel secure while we are excising. I am instituting a national boycott on all PDA look for a sign up sheet in your inbox.

I have a confession to make...I love looking at porn. I think I have a problem. I don't want to go out anymore because I might miss my porn. I don't watch the Playboy channel or Skin-a-max, I like the hardcore action. I turn the volume down so I can do the voices. I get all raunchy and filthy dirty with it. I love to talk dirty. I can say some things to you that would make a sailor blush. I think my friends are going to have an intervention with me about my porn addiction. But in my defense this wouldn't have been such a problem if the guy at Home Depot would have gone out with me. In my opinion it is all his fault! As a matter of fact I need to hurry up and end this blog so I can watch my porn.

Last weekend I was out on the town, I went to the Skybar at the Shore Club. It is the typical pretentious South Beach hot spot that I love to go to. My favorite past-time activity is people watching and there is no better people watching than at the Skybar. I was there with a couple of friends just having a good time. Getting strangers to buy us $16.00 martinis and then walking away once we get our drinks. I know that is mean, but I just wish one time so guy would say "$16.00 for a martini; you know you are going home with me tonight." But alas they do not. Anyway, there we were just people watching and right before my brown eyes I saw Sunny Crockett minus Ricardo Tubbs. He was wearing the white linen pants, with a powder blue t-shirt and a white sport blazer and tan loafers with his hair slicked back. I almost spilled my drink on myself checking this guy out. I didn't have enough courage to over there and talk to him (not enough alcohol in me), because I was at a loss for words. Is it me or are we in the year 2007? Who the hell still dresses in 1980s attire? I just got a glimpse of him in my mind and I am cracking up all over again. For holloween I am going to find Sunny Crockett and I am going to Olivia (the black on the show) and watch we are going to win first prize.....totally dude.

Hugs & Kisses,
Cam