So how did I spend my time during my self-imposed exile? Well, let's see. I cleaned house. Something that, as a housewife, you'd think I would have been pretty much caught up on anyway, but alas, my housekeeping abilities are...how can I say this? ummmm, rusty? nooo, how about rudimentary? nah....more like....ummmm finely honed, yet much procrastinated upon and happily ignored as a general rule. But I broke down and did some vacuuming, bathroom cleaning, dusting, blah, blah, blah. I also fixed the 5 pillows that needed sewing. Three pillows had tassel issues and 2 had had their tufting buttons removed. Not sure how these things happened, but I put on my Caroline Ingalls hat and got the repairs done. No joy there, I can tell you that for sure. Then I made a few more Christmas cards. I've gotten a whopping 9 done now. I know, I know. I'd better pace myself or I'll have all the cards done before the next millennium. And then, in an obvious cry for help, I resorted to baking. Sorry, Sophie. I did it. I baked the chocolate chip cookies I had been threatening to bake for a while now. But, rest assured, I did not enjoy the experience. Please forgive me, Sophie. I know it was wrong to attempt this. I was desperate for anything to help me get my mojo back. Of course, I've known for most of my adult life that my mojo has never been nor never will be located anywhere near a stove and/or oven, but like I said, desperate situations call for desperate measures. I have now eliminated the kitchen as a possible source for mojo retrieval. Thank goodness.
So then I turned to fall decorating. I put this wreath, pictured below, on the front door. I found a couple of the fall decorations that I had stashed under the staircase, but the rest of it is still up in the garage rafters. Still hoping Randey or the boys will get those things down soon. If not, I guess I'll go buy a giant can of spider killer, some elbow length gloves, a beekeeper's hat (complete with face netting, of course) and attempt to get the stuff down myself. Let's hope it doesn't come to that, okay?
This bottom pictures is of a cute little figure (way over on the left) I found at Hobby Lobby a couple of weeks ago. I don't know why I like it so much, but I do. The pumpkins in the bread dough bowl are made of chenille. I found them in Weatherford at one of those little stores around the courthouse area. I think I paid something like $2.50 for all of them. Cute, huh?