Thursday, September 6, 2007

What Does One Do Whilst Searching for One's MOJO?

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 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?


  1. Listen to Frankie sing while you do your work, that's the ticket!

  2. OK...I so want to jump through this screen and grab up ALL of those cookies...I am trying so hard not to have sugar...another thing I hear is bad for you...I think I'm going to quit reading...and just start eating whatever I want...but I do love the c.c. cookies...homemade of course...that is another thing I miss about not having the kids around the house...they both loved baking it was great when they decided to whip up a batch...yea...sad isn't kids didn't come home to a house filled with the delightful smells of freshly baked cookies...they had to make them by themselves...well not all the time...just as they got older...but hey...that's half the fun of it...Right??? Right?? Ok...I'm not buying that either...

    Love those cute little chenille pumpkins, too...I saw those last year...hmmmm...I'm trying to remember if I bought darn memory!!


  3. Kari, you've got me worried..those cookies are looking a bit too professional for my liking lol!!! Are you sure you're not a secret whizz in the kitchen?!!!

  4. I hate baking - but I love eating cookies. I guess that's the only thing that saves me from being 400 pounds - I'd have to bake them first.

  5. I am the worst baker...and cook, Really I am. I would love to do it if I did not have to clean up after. Like a TV chef...make a mes and a team of ne'erdowells in and hoses the place down. THEN I would be a wonderful baker. Or not.
    But I love CC cookies...the smell, the taste, ooey gooey, all over your fingers good.

    I am sorry your still have not located your mojo. I am sad to say I do not think I have ever had a mojo. What does it look like? Does it have wings? Is it waterproof?
    I doubt mine will be found in a cookbook wither although I can whip up some little goodies now and then...mostly then...

    Love your little Fall sprites...that is how I will refer to them. Not Cokes, Sprites. Not even Diet Sprite. Wood Sprites. Or Nymphs.

    Love the chenille pumpkins too.

    You have a flair for decoratin' mah deah.


  6. Oh...cookies...yum...pass the milk.


  7. Oh dear, you made cookies....and posted a picture of themmmmmmm....YUmmmmm!

    I like your cards! You are 9 ahead of me on Christmas card I'm still stuck on working on Halloween cards. I need to get those finished!! :)

  8. Hello :) Just started blogging on my blog and would love to make some more blogging friends.. you had me laughing out loud with some of your posts!

    Love your chenille pumpkins :)Hope to become blogging friends..have a wonderful weekend.

  9. yes love those pumpkins and the price and the little mother earth type lady


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