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believe it or not...i am workin' on some words to blog on up - bet ya' thought i was long gone. please stop back by and i'll make it worth your time. first i gotta figure out how to get it all back in order here....all my bloggin' neglectcreated a ol' big mess. can't wait to see you again. xoxoxomo

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i live in a neighborhood full o' celebrities. these stars o' the sceens you have to buy a ticket to view as well as those you just plop down in front of aren't of the human nature - though there's plenty o' those poked here 'n there...the fabulously famous i'm talkin' about are the houses that those with the speakin' parts pretend to live in. right around us are some you might be familiar with.

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finally....here's party favor number three. i apologize for takin' such a very long time to get it ready for you to download. i do so wish i could say it was delayed due to days doin' nothin' but dippin' doughnuts in dark drinks while daydreamin' 'bout the most desirable designer dresses bein' delivered to my door without me havin' to drive to any department store....with shoes to match 'em all

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if you've been around a while you might remember me introducin' you to betty jean, mini's wiener dog. she 'n mini have the same birthday and therefore celebrate each year with one big party (i blogged quite a memorable one here).though she arrived with a pedigree, poor betty has never had great beauty, could never be completely house trained, constantly gets her tricks confused (rolls over when

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the doo dad shop's fifth birthday celebration continues and here is your second party favor....those semi-tacky sugar letters all of us of a certain age saw sittin' smack dab in the middle o' our birthday cakes. i whipped up some fluffy white frostin' for you too! if you desire to download the second sensational set o' digital doo dad party favors just head on over to my site and you'll find a

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i got so excited to share my perfect storage solution that i forgot to finish off my braggin'. so....more perfection......what makes my solution extra special perfect are the wheels i attached to the bottom. in fact i don't think i have ever confessed here in blogdom that i put wheels on EVERYTHING in my work space includin' the shabby couch, shabby chair and coffee table. i can roll everything

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all my decades o' divine livin' i have struggled to develop a way to do up all my art supplies 'n doo dads (the real life doodads as opposed to the digital ones)... a way where they are all divided out by departments, ready for me to dive into dependin' on what i feel like dabblin' in that particular day.my mother - who handed down to me the genetic desire to create and collect doo dads - spoke o

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it's hard to believe that this summer marks the fifth birthday o' the doo dad shop. you might remember that my digital doo dads became homeless due to the brouhaha that developed after i dared to discuss my disappointment - here on my blog for all to see - that so many designers deemed it okay to design their own doo dads by duplicatin' the original ideas o' more dedicated designers. while my

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i have only heard one person ever say anything good about serving' jury duty. it was hank hill, star o' one o' my favorites - king of the hill. but since he is a cartoon character i guess he doesn't count so therefore i must say i have never heard anybody say anything good about doin' jury duty.somehow i have lived as long as i have without bein' able to opinionate on this necessity o'

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to avoid the risk o' sharin' a jail cell with lindsay i am off to do my duty as a prospective juror...but thought before i headed out i'd blog up this shot my cousin jo snapped yesterday.hope you have a wonderful wednesday!

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when we moved into this big ol' house on this big ol' piece a land, i was plunged into an immediate interest in gardenin'. in no time at all i was completely addicted and found myself wishin' i had been introduced to the benefits of runnin' my hands through dirt 'n greenery much earlier in my life. growin' up in that small town in texas, the closest i ever came to gardenin' was usin' a paper

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when i was makin' mini i had to spend alotta time in bed and often entertained myself watchin' the comins' 'n goins' o' the neighbor residin' directly across the street, a handsome guy named rob lowe. this was before he was a husband, daddy and employer o' big mouth nannies 'n cooks and apparently prior to havin' any knowledge of window coverings. rob's house was pretty much a fishbowl...from my

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i do so hope you had the happiest o' mother's days! i picked these flowers for you but since they can't exactly be enjoyed the way they should be i made a the doo dad doins' surroundin' the photo into a digital download for you....it might be a nice place to plop your mom's photo or even your own. just click here.xoxoxoxoxmini's mom

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leave me a comment here on my blog and i'll send you the art to print and the instructions to make these charmin' lil easter egg animals. if you 'n i have never emailed back 'n forth go on and leave a comment then feel free to send me your email address for sendin' you the file...my email is mojackson at mac dot com. no need to do this if you've emailed me in the past.xoxoxomo

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stoppin' too long to indulge my desire to tell you all 'bout the mean squirrel would mean children all over the world might be bad mouthin' the easter bunny (aka their mothers leavin' me negative nods via etsy) when their personalized eggs don't arrive in time to make it into their baskets. ...so... i'm just stoppin' long enough to show you this shot o' the evil squirrel and ask you...doesn't it

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...tryin' to finish up all the easter eggs so i can get 'em out 'n maybe be able to still take some orders to mail monday for all the last minute bunny moms...just thought i'd hop on over here to show off a few o'this year's first batch o' roses. these two sorts grow on a fence that extends from the back o' the house all the way back to jo's home on wheels and were planted almost a hundred years

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when we - me 'n my much older sister queenie - experienced any kind o' heartbreak while growin' up - anything from a minor self-infliction to a true life alterin' tragedy - we were allowed one week to wallow in self pity. that's it - no more. durin' that one week my mom would be so sweet and understandin' and wait on us hand and foot. we could whine 'n cry 'n wallow 'n accomplish absolutely

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and the winner of the pretty pink quilted bag is...tah dah....maija! missy maija - if you'll email me your address i'll ship the pretty pink bag off to you! my email address is mojackson at mac dot com.number five - as you see above - is an oh so lovely valentine wreath. and since valentine's day is the time to show your love, once the winner is announced, everyone who leaves a comment will

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i have always thought it would be nice if a few manly types desired to dedicate a day or so to designin' a depository o' their near 'n dearest or possibly do some decoratin' with digital doo dads. recently it appeared that that thought o' mine was actually takin' place as a few men came 'round to register for the doo dad shop. when those few quickly multiplied by hundreds i was confounded by so

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leave a comment for a chance to win this deluxe doo dad bag created outta an old wedding ring patterned quilt...one that was passed down through my family for many o' years. my dear cousin jo will once again pick a name outta one o' my hats to see who the winner is and i'll post their name up here on the blog next week.xoxoxomo

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send me proof of your 2010 red cross donation and i'll send you these beeeeautiful digital vintage valentine doo dads. the red cross website is here and they accept online donations. donating to some other organization this year that does similar work to the red cross will also be honored.sorry i didn't get back here sooner...the month o' december seemed to just swallow me up. i do so hope peggy

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some of aunt laura's famous chenille is now a pretty christmas stockin' for me to giveaway...just leave a comment...and stroll on down and go for the vintage crepe paper flower too!hope you have a wonderful day where ever you are. i'm on my way to the place i dread the most...the dentist. i sneezed and one of my crowns flew outta my mouth and landed somewhere into the doo dad den closet where

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the first pretty winner...straight from the tips o' jo's bright red acrylic nails... ....drum roll please...missy peggy! i do so hope you'll send a picture of yourself all wrapped up in the pink scarf so i can post it here on the ol' blog.today's somethin' pretty is an oh so lovely pin made outta vintage crepe paper. i do believe it will look stunning with anything you attach it to...so leave a

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i've decided the best way to get bloggin' again and get all my blog visitors to stop back by is to give some pretty things away. so here is the first...a pretty pink vintage chenille scarf. the chenille is from the stash jo 'n i inherited from our aunt laura ( even though we angered her long ago by pickin' much of her chenille collection bald durin' nap times). if you'd like the chance to win

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many o' you have followed lily's story in the news and therefore have seen the same two photos o' her over and over - surrounded by the same words - maybe moved around a bit but still the same sad words tellin' the same horrible story. lily would never want to be remembered as a victim - the final title which was forced upon her. as you can see, she was so very much more. thank you for the many

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when mini started kindergarten, she began the search for the girl that would be her best friend. with two classes o' twenty children, half bein' girls, she was certain that one of 'em just had to be 'the one'. but after couple o' years of tryin' out each and every girl available, it was obvious that none of 'em was the best friend she'd been dreamin' of for so long. and it wasn't 'cause she was

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it's not hard to wake up feelin' loved when this is the alarm clock....a lil floofy alien face without eyes.

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when your children are little, you know everything there is to know 'bout their friends. but when they are in high school, it's harder to keep 'em all straight...'specially mini's friends - they seem to have names that are similiar (lilly, lila, lola, lizzy), are all long 'n lean and have the same hair-do. i recently asked her to snap their faces for me so i could keep 'em straight (the

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if you're anything like me, i'm sure you could use a break from all the news o' the day...so i went outside a snapped a few pictures o' some pretty things for you. hope they take your mind off it all, if only for a few seconds.

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we discovered the place where tink n' coco were bein' groomed spent less time on the groomin' and way too much time keepin' the lil girls in cages. tink would return so mad at me for allowin' someone to treat her in this less than royal way that she wouldn't even look at me for two days. it took us a while to find them a new beauty parlor but finally they have a new hairdresser and standin'

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so many o' you have asked for help in makin' flowers from your own leftover bits 'n pieces that i thought i'd try explainin' the easiest ones ever....the ones i make outta old t-shirts. they're so easy that though i make 'em all the time, i never even considered includin' them in the directions i have been puttin' together. i often forget that sometimes the simplest thing is best to start with

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the day after my last april blog i once again damaged my old broken back. i had the pretty white day bed moved outta mini's 'playroom' and in it's place two floofy poofy white denim shabby chic custom made couches. this was in response to mini's desire to turn the playroom she took over at 16 months old into more of a space for someone her age. i saw it as changin' a charmin' room created for

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yes...it's that time o' year again...june 17th...when i celebrate the birth of my dear brother way back on the same day i turned three. as i have blogged on this day previously, i was told he was my birthday present and i have adored him ever since.so has everyone else who has ever met him. of course...how can you not fall in love with a blonde curly haired melt your heart toddler who grew into

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so here's a bit o' part two o' my recent adventures in puttin' on the rit. now on to part three...equally as fun. i will blog up some o' the finished product shortly!

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i have always loved the idea of bein' able to change the color of material things from one color to another. unfortunately my first forays into the doin' o' dyin' only donated more digits onto that dire list o' momade calamities.my first dumb dye job was when i was but a teen livin' at home with a mother, who took pride in her crisp white nursin' uniforms and a father who liked his undershirt,

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i had meant to post up the easter basket i made for mini much sooner...but i have been so tired all i've wanted to do if i had a spare moment is sleep. this is quite unusual for me as i tend to avoid sleepin' as much as possible - it always seems like such a waste o' time. i wish i could be like mini's daddy - at any point he can take a nap for a mere 20 minutes and is completely refreshed and

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been busy in the garden 'n snapped a few shots so i could show off my wisteria. it seems to be doin' fine even though i forgot to add it's favorite snack (superbloom) at all this year. i only have two planted - one original to the house (which makes it almost 100 years old) and the other i only planted three years ago. the old one makes it's way down one side o' the property 'n the new one went

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i love brownies and it may be 'cause i was born in bangor, maine where supposedly the delicious chocolate treat was invented accidently. my mom told me that a bangor housewife named betina brown baked a chocolate cake for her husband benjamin brown's brother bob's birthday. seems betina botched up somethin' while bakin' and her plans for a beautiful birthday bundt failed. instead she had

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i have been very busy workin' on a new project n' as i've been workin' i've been tryin' to figure out when it was that the body snatcher (that had been here previously) sent her even less charmin' sister to break back into my home to possess my mini again. and also, what hormone or such is it that takes hold - in a blink of an eye - that makes a young person suddenly think they know everything

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my father had some very strict rules when it came to earnin' your drivin' privilege. we had to learn to drive a standard transmission and did so by spendin' a couple o' hours in the ol' chevy without any air conditionin' in the dusty vacant lot between hatton elementary school and the presbyterian church. we also had to have the ability to change a flat tire by ourself and, after sittin' for what

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early spring cleanin'...that's what has kept me blogless for so very long. it all started when the backyard trailer dwellin' dame (my cousin jo for those o' you who may be stoppin' by for the first time) - deposited the latest model o' the dust buster into the doo dad den. she won it as third prize in a drawin' down at the wall-mart. first prize was an autographed glossy o' her dream dude

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just stopped in to post a few shots o' some o' my holiday doin's. ...too exhausted for much more. that top picture is this year's replacement for the poinsetta...see - our lil cocobelle will try n' chew just about anything so poinsettas are no longer acceptable. these'll look nicer out in the garden for a while too so it's better all the way 'round.the second shot is the result o' havin' only

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the year is drawin' to an end and unless someone pops up at the last minute to challenge me for the crown, looks like i'll carry the title o' calamity cowgirl for one more year. i was really doin' pretty well 'til right after i last visited here back in october i believe it was...it may have even happened that same night...no...guess since it was after midnight it would be considered the day

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there was one thing almost every mother who had mothered before me seemed to feel i needed to know back when mini was really a mini and i so proudly carted her around hither and yon. all those other mothers looked me right in the eye and each said 'they grow up so fast'. i always gave them my best courtesy smile and acted much appreciative of these words said to me over and over but in my head

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so i am beginnin' to think i am NOT supposed to be on the internet in any way. seems no sooner do i knock one barrier outta the way, somehow another one pops up. i am thinkin' this is a sign the internet gods are sendin' me and i am too hardheaded to hear what they are tryin' to say.as i may have written here on the ol' blog, in july i experienced a website owner's worst nightmare - or at least

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where the heck are you mo so many o' you have written and asked....so i decided i better get over here and answer. i didn't mean to let so much time pass since i last came 'round...in fact i have felt a heavy burden each day i have been forced to stay away for one reason or 'nother. i wish i could say i was just too lazy to poke out any words on the keyboard cause i could use big dose o' lazy

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a belated happy mother's day to all of you current and future mothers! i woke up to a lovely serenade by our dear coco (shown in the pic o' the day delivering one o' many encores) and was smothered with lots o' presents and a big chocolate mini-made cake that will take miles and miles logged into the pedometer's tiny window to work off. i truly hope that everyone else's day turned out just as

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i have been called calamity jane all my life. i first remember hearin' this nickname back when queenie passed on her cowgirl outfit to me after ditchin' it for a faux velvet cape and septor (an old baton with a tennis ball attached to the top). she had worn the cowgirl garb since watchin' a bedazzled crown bestowed upon a bareback ridin' beauty while attendin' one of our father's bronco bustin'

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back when martha still had her mail order catalog, she offered up this fancy wooden multi-tiered doo dad. she showed it all dolled up with little villages populated with those cute lil glittery cardboard houses and trees - all smothered in faux snow. it was so chamin' that i just had to oder one up to be fed-ex'd to put on the entry table here at the moland mansion.while i saw it as havin' a

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i worked like a demon doo dad'n designer to finish up a big batch o' momades for inspired amy. when i finally finished i asked for a shippin' box and plopped down on the shabby couch for a small rest while i waited for the cardboard bin to arrive in the doo dad den....at which time i would pack up all the momades and send them on their way. but i was so tired i fell fast asleep and woke up long

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i've been sick - AGAIN- and thought i'd better admit to it here in blogdom and ask for forgiveness from all who have emailed me this past week and have been gettin' annoyed that i have not yet responded. i was already behind before i fetched a few degrees o' fever but friday finds me feelin' in finer form so i am hopin' to empty all mailboxes before my head hits the pillow tonight!i have a

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i have worked really hard not to let the recent mo-bash and idea thievin' effect me but i have an inklin' i have not succeeded. without realizin' it, for the first time since i started designin' doo dads for delivery via download, i have created more real doo dads than those of the digital sort. i do believe that this is because my beloved macs have felt more like enemies than my dear friends. i

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too bad that not everyone who the cyber bullies focus their beady eyes upon has a whole community of incredible friends to take care of any de-bashin' needed! i am certainly appreciative of each and every one of 'em as well as all the complete strangers who have written me over the past week.and wouldn't you know....just when the second annual mo-bash reached it's height, my dear cousin jo

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i often get emails from people wantin' to turn their hobbies into businesses of some sort on the world wide web. they always say, 'dear mo, i wanna turn my hobby into business on the world wide web. could you please give me some advice on how to get people to be interested in my__________ (the blank is filled with anything from hats made outta clorex bottles to macrame plant holders that double

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ever since that jennifer love hewitt dared to show her reality thighs out in the open there has been lots o blah blah blah about the need for everyone to have good feelins' about their bodies. my much older sister queenie could sure help anybody findin' themselves lackin' in this area.when my mom found a simplicity pattern she felt inspired to stitch together she would ask for our measurements.

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you may think that jo has big hair cause she's stuck in some poofy time warp. but that's not the case. jo's big hair is our grandmother's fault.from the time we were born, our grandmother told us at least once each time we were with her that we were very fortunate to have inherited her good hat head and that we owed it to ourselves to wear a hat whenever out in public. and any time we were out in

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when you sit at a screen designin' doo dads for delivery via download for dollars and dimes and can hear but not see the television in the tv-on-all-the-time room below you, lots o questions come to mind concernin' what you're hearin' and many of 'em get stuck there and refuse to leave. the question at the forefront this very minute is why o why the producers o' that merv crossword game show

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when i was seven my wonderful grandfather gave me a ring with my birthstone in it. it was an emerald cut alexandrite (not quite sure that's how it's spelled but i guess it's a bit late for me to start bein' concerned with spellin' dontcha think?) in a dainty gold setting. it was of course the first piece o' jewelry i had ever received besides the pin i got when joinin' the blue birds. then when i

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the last thing jo said to me before settin' out on her long road trip was that she'd wring my neck if she returned to find my ribbon collection in the same big tangled mess it took her almost two weeks straight to get organized. since i take all jo's threats seriously, i truly tried to keep all the ribbons in order by color and coiled perfectly just as they were when she pulled the silver bullet

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recently one of my cyber acquaintances lost her mother. i haven't been able to stop thinkin' about her sadness but since i don't know her well enough to send her suggestions on how to go forward in the comin' days that will turn into years o' missin' her mom, i thought i'd blog about my own experience here.my mom died three years ago from breast cancer. once i got through the first stage of

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i'm sorry i don't yet know how to do up a mo-tube to document and display for you the disappearance o' the doggy doo dad den dilemma and the development of true sisterly love! my dear friend gail deserves not only my undyin' devotion for dolin' out the winnin' dilemma dissolver but her choice o' doo dads designed for delivery via download.after less than 24 hours o' doin' as directed, tinkerbelle

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since unfortunately i was blessed with only one child, i never experienced siblin' rivalry as a mother...or even as a siblin' for that matter. i adored my brother michael the football star (as does everyone who meets him) and my sister's IQ was in those triple digits and she was magna-cum-everything and named queenie and for most o' our childhood, wore a crown (NOT a tiara - those are for mere

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i have been workin' around the clock this past month on a big project. it has probably taken me twice as long as it would anybody else. i have no organizin' skills , dyslexia and the attention span of a nat and had no knowledge whatsoever about the process. but i have had that enviable list o' attributes in all my endeavors so it was somethin' new slowin' me down.i just haven't felt like myself

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speakin' o' havin' a bad memory....long ago when i first started the bloggin' i tried to convince doo dad'ers everywhere to step away from the scrapbooks and experiment with their vaults o' treasured digital deliveries in other venues. i put up a view o' a quilt i made with a portrait mini gave me for mother's day made by printin' out the art on one big piece o' fabric and then doin' the quiltin

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here's a view for you o' today's cuttings along with the pretty blue sky floatin' above moland this mornin'. i have to admit the shot was taken by accident and the blooms weren't snipped by me nor did they end up inside with me.i have blogged previously that my memory isn't great but i was beginnin' to think it had taken quite a turn toward really bad. if you do any gardenin' o' flowers for

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well...once i got outside and saw how far behind i was in the gardenin' department i had a real hard time draggin' myself back in. it's amazin' how many more steps gardenin' can add to the counter than doo dad makin' does... also amazin' how quickly cousins and other relatives can disappear when they see big ol' pots and plants and piles o' dirt delivered and waitin' to be placed.when i first

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i was supposed to wait one more day before donnin' my toolbelt and resumin my duties as mayor of mayhem here at moland but i made the mistake o' lookin' out the window. it only took a nano second to decide another day cannot pass without me headin' out to gather some o' the oodles and boodles o' blooms just waitin' to join me inside! thought i'd take a snippin' break and blog off a few shots to

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while flat on my back once again for the past week or so, i have had many a visitor look down directly and ask me why i don't hire someone to do my desired decoratin' so that i don't do damage to my dilapidated self. it is only those who didn't know my dear mother that ask this of me. the ones that did don't dare doubt that it is destined that if it needs to be done - or i desire it done - and i

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that's right...though i took as many steps as i possibly could, my pedometer still ended up postin' less than half those that jo and mimi's did. so i ended up hidin' over two thousand eggs while i watched them sit in the shade and practice all their poses. as you can see from my picture, i had to start long before the sun came up and was still stuffin' 'em here and there when the eager egg

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i forgot to mention in my heart poundin' april fool's state that i wasn't too crazy about easter comin' early this year. many o' us who have been blessed with ADD have no internal clock....i am one of 'em. when diagnosed i wasn't told i lacked the ability to recognize an external clock but they must've overlooked that fact cause i seldom know the exact date and never come close to guesstimatin'

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i love holidays...decoratin' and makin' the doo dads and all the desired dietary needs that are only done up durin' those days that only arrive once upon each calendar. and there's just enough time between each to prepare for the next....although i think whoever planned these things could'a done better and allowed more time between the time the pilgrims broke bread with the indians and when baby

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one o' the other reasons i was too blogged down to blog involved miss tinkerbelle and my decision on the spur o' the moment to paint the floor o' the doo dad den white. how was i supposed to know that miss tink would refuse to walk on a spur o' the moment painted white floor? for a while i figured she just thought the freshly painted floor was still too wet to risk disfigurin' her fluffy furry

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...well...for the most part anyway. there were other minor reasons i have been unbloggable for so long but for the most part steve jobs is to blame. see - he has been spendin' way too much time workin' on that ipod thing and tinkerin' with some sort o' televison doo dad when he needs to get back to work on some of his earlier inventions. i tried telephonin' him to discuss the mishaps and mayhem

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my mini says that worryin' is my hobby. she's wrong about this. designin' doo dads for delivery via download is my hobby...worryin' is my full-time job. i have lots o experience at it as i started practicin' the art very early on.i think i was like most kids - not a care in the world...until i hit the age where i realized something bad could happen to my mother. this is hard for any child but

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most dog owners wouldn't be too concerned to find their precious pooch perched on pretty pillows like this with their peepers tightly closed. i, on the other hand, go into a panic and start pokin' her to make sure she is alive. the reason for such behavior is that this pampered puppy lives among die hard chocoholics. we don't necessarily have to eat it everyday but we all get real nervous if

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i am sure you are sick o christmas pictures but after workin' so hard to do it all and now gettin' ready to work that hard again to take it all down i just had to force one more on you. please do forgive me. i have been tryin' to convince myself it would all pass for a fine set o valentine decorations but i fear the trees may just set the place blazin' before the 14th o february rolls around.i

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i had so hoped to show off all the decorations hung for the holidays here at moland but i have had an awful bug for the last week and as of today, so does mini. so for now i will drop off some shots of just a few of the trees and as soon as i feel better will put up a some more. you can't really tell in these shots but it is taken for granted by all who live here that once you become a mother you

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my fellow molandians are always askin' me did i see this or that or whatever on some blog. there are lots o reasons i don't travel round the internet more often and visit the gals that make the blog kingdom go round. this past year the main one has been cause even thinkin' of the word blog feels me with gallons o guilt. though it has been my intention o startin' each day by jottin' down a blog,

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thought i'd pop up just a few o the handmade doo dads i am shippin' off to amy. i'll sneak in a few more after i get rid o the fire starters! hope you are all havin' a wonderful thanksgivin'!

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i have really enjoyed the last week or so makin' and sewin' up christmas presents and goodies for my friend amy's shop, inspirecompany.com. one o the reasons i was enjoyin myself so was cause i knew it wasn't my turn this year to host the thanksgivin' feast. see. we take turns with other more experienced feast hosts and this year one o them was gonna have the pleasure o followin' martha's day by

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bossy jo told me i had to explain what kept me away from blogville for so long before i could start my regular bloggin again but i must disobey and put that off for a later missive as i have pictures to go along with the words and am too crippled to get up and get em uploaded this very minute. i am not quite flat on the floor this time - more of a semi-flat situation is at hand...and once again i

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it's me...mo's gorgeous cousin jo! mo really did finally attempt to blog every day last week but seems the blog gods continued workin' double time to keep her from doin' so. i kept tellin her just to take care o all the things that were bein' thrown in her way and let me get this thing goin' again but bein eternally optOmistic, she kept thinkin' she could be the one to calm the masses down and

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this shot, taken from the space station i am guessin, just came into the monewsisgoodnews news room studio. from what i can make out, looks like one o the planes that just recently took off from here has been taken over by snakes and some woman is at the helm. i'll blog on back over here and let you know if i hear anything else about this or get any more shots in.

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i use mason jars for storin just about everything and ever since jo and mini's daddy's party, find em my favorite vessel for the blooms from my garden. they are cheap and work well for someone like me....a pig who needs to see everything or else i forget i have it but at the same time i want everything to be neat and in it's proper place all the time. i like the wide mouthed ones best as the

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i sure appreciate everyone's emails and messages tellin me they understand me not bloggin many words and mostly peeper presents til mini goes back to school! thank you thank you!so here's today's picture for you to peek at...another o the stockin's i have made for my mini. i made this one the first year we were finally successful at growin our own sunflower (and we were successful with only ONE

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i apologize for not comin by for a blog or more since my last diddy. seems i have had one dilemma after another here in the doo dad den since bloggin up mini's birthday tower. the dilemmas run from the big ones to some silly ones - like that damn squirrel chewin thru the air conditionin tunnel that feeds the cool and much needed air into the doo dad den.....or me spendin time tryin to figure out

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sorry to have been missin again...it was mini's birthday week and i was quite busy entertainin a daily arrival of 14 year old girls. i need to do some catchin up but wanted to blog up this shot o my trusty assistant checkin out the safety o mini's birthday tower....it passed inspection and mini said it was the best present ever (but not where her daddy could hear as he is in charge o the BIG

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okay...so you're thinkin the heat really fried my noggin for me to be bloggin up a christmas stockin at this time o year....but you're wrong o wrong!i always hate it when martha or one o the other divas of doins mag up some fabulous feat for us to fall for when it's waaaay to late for us to even ponder attemptin to follow in their fab footsteps! like martha's plant pick o the month....they're

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i am the sort a gardener who doesn't like to see dirt in my flower beds...i know it has to be there...i just do not wanna see it....but for some reason i have me two places where nothin will grow...not even a weed! one place is around mini's play structure and the other is in the almost-all-faux-vegetable garden. just the thought o these two places has always sent me into a gardenin grump. mini's

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1153378001728171742006-07-19T23:38:00.000-07:002006-07-19T23:49:52.410-07:00

i am a bit annoyed at mini's daddy but not yet to the point o draggin the 'husband for sale' sign back out into the yard which is good cause i have a waitin list o friends wantin to use it. anyway, seems since he can no longer count on me to hide the fire extinguishers so he can seek em and drag em back out, his new joy is turnin the air conditioner to somethin toastier than the lower number i

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my mom could always throw a party together in no time. all she needed was a trip to texas avenue grocery store and about a couple hours notice. where i grew up, throwin a party meant you put the fritos in a nice piece o tupperware instead of leavin em in the bag and you got the bean dip cracked open before the guests arrived. if it was a really nice affair, like a weddin shower or such, we also

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1153098059698531492006-07-16T17:53:00.000-07:002006-07-16T19:48:54.716-07:00

i had my sunday all planned out...i have a number o big doo dad doins i have been workin on for almost a year and that are just about ready to upload for delivery via download. i thought that before i sat down and started the finishin i would get up bright and early and don my lovely gardenin clothes and travel the whole property to snatch up all the flowers in bloom to fill every room o the

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1152934657331532642006-07-14T20:32:00.000-07:002006-07-14T22:16:14.836-07:00

my day started out quite stressful which led to me feelin as if i was havin an anxiety attack. i had bout half a dozen friends reported to me that they were in some sort o turmoil or another....a couple of em just wanted to borrow the 'husband for sale' art, another few wanted to know if i could make fake airplane tickets or divorce decrees outta some doo dads and send em their direction as

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1152784030841422032006-07-13T02:42:00.000-07:002006-07-13T02:51:30.243-07:00

as i have said before, i never cared much one way or the other for pets...and all my life i had a strong aversion to animals dressed up in people clothes. they made me run screamin. the disney characters gave me the willies and the care bears scared me to death! the more the creatures tried to act like humans the worse my reaction would be...i guess the same way you would react if i came runnin

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1152755659363262632006-07-12T18:40:00.000-07:002006-07-12T18:54:19.396-07:00

don't worry loyal readers...i am almost done with the birthday tributes for a bit o time! i am not sure how it came to be that almost everyone i am related to or love just happens to have their birthdays all crammed into the same block o time! there's been just so many that i almost forgot to blog up miss billie's card...and if anyone needs a standin ovation, it is miss billie. in the last year

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1152734966584236902006-07-12T13:00:00.000-07:002006-07-12T13:15:24.266-07:00

okay...so we already celebrated and they are still cleanin up the mess left behind...but if anyone deserves a big shout out for their birthday it's you! and...i am sure once this baby picture of you is made public, there will be a new trend for baby girls - beehives at birth - just like your mama sentenced you to shortly after your arrival that hot texas afternoon. hope your day was happy and i

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1151623208121366042006-06-29T16:13:00.000-07:002006-07-09T03:48:04.533-07:00

today is another very special molandian's birthday....thought i'd use one o her baby pictures for her mo-head since she was such a cutie and so that all of you familiar with her beautiful work could see how much her lil girl looks like her!happy birthday dear friend...as i told you recently, i could disappear and no one would notice for quite a while as you take such good care of each and every

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1150602325417478562006-06-17T20:41:00.000-07:002006-07-09T02:30:41.270-07:00

today is my adored brother's birthday too....and ever since he was born smack dab in the middle of my third birthday party, i have loved him dearly! in fact, everyone who meets him ends up feelin the same. happy birthday sweet michael....i hope it was everything you deserve and that the comin years bring you the same joy and happiness you give to everyone who i lucky enough to be in your life!

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1150589135319073742006-06-17T17:01:00.000-07:002006-07-09T04:25:09.583-07:00

the ever so talented michelle of scrapability...scrapbooking royalty...is celebratin her birthday today! please join me and all the citizens of moland in wishin her the very best ever! thanks michelle for makin every day an informed and entertainin day by bloggin us with all the news that's fit to print. haphaphappy day to you!

mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504707989410691107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9280387.post-1150484261271489202006-06-16T11:47:00.000-07:002006-06-16T11:57:41.316-07:00

...i'm back again for a minute. i've been a busy bee with party preparations here at moland. not like we ever need an excuse to eat cake around here, but this is one of my favorite celebrations, mostly because mo's older than me and her party is always more fun than queenie's. you have to mind your manners at queenie's parties, and mo and me always have fun on the top of our list. everyone's

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