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 day preparations for the big day while i, mo jackson, got to destroy the doo dad den by yankin' neatly folded fabrics from shelves and jerkin' down carefully organized trims and such from hooks (all lovingly placed so i could easily see what i needed, by my dear cousin jo). even as the newly painted white floor became more and more hidden by bits and pieces of doos and dads i was done with but was too busy to return to their proper home, i continued gleefully snippin' and stitchin' away - knowin' i could maybe clean up at the last minute before donnin' my festive food expandin' frock to depart for my friend's famous flavorful feast. my only concern, before i left to fill my famished face with turkey, dressin' and dozens o desserts i did not have to prepare myself,. was hopin' i could tend to the moland gatekeeper duties i have neglected and upload the three sets o doo dads that have been waitin' to head to the server while i delighted in desiginin real life doo dads.
well...you can imagine how quickly my glee and delight vanished this mornin' when receivin' the news from mini's daddy that this year's hosts called last night to say they had suffered a minor fire in their kitchen and would it be possible to host this year's festivities here at moland instead of their smokey smellin setting. my first thought was to call these fire starters and tell em a lil smoke would be welcome by anyone - everyone who comes to moland always heads right to jo's trailer and not one of em ever complains about eatin in the smokey atmosphere in that trailer o hers. but these feast cancelin' ex-friends don't offer anywhere near the entertainment level jo does so instead, after i sufficiently chastised mini's daddy for not alertin' me to this information the minute he answered yes to the newly smoked unhosts, i hurled my fabric snippin' shears to the cloth covered floor, grabbed those that snip foliage and headed with my cuttin bucket outdoors to see what i could snap off to use for decoratin' for a feast. fifteen minutes later i piled my cuttins' in the ungolf cart and as i headed back to the house i had the good fortune o takin a path that passed by the dumpster where all the pumpkins and gourds left over from the hallowed holiday were sittin, waitin their turn to be dumped. i piled them in with the rest o my gatherin's and two hours after i was considerin' runnin away from home, the shots above reflect my efforts in last minute decoratin.
i will now figure out what to pile on those plates to please the people's palates. i am horrible at pullin together a meal. i would be okay if the meal called for one food item. like a turkey....or cranberry relish. but gettin' all that is expected ready to eat at the same time and clean up the kitchen enough that the guests aren't fearful o eating what originated there is a real challenge for me. i am hopin' mimi and jo make it back from their tour of the coastline in time to help me....or at least to attend and distract the guest's from their hunger with their charm while i serve up one dish at a time!
i do so hope you all have a fabulous thanksgivin' day and while i figure out how to pull off this latest fete, i will certainly give thanks for each and every one o you this worldwide web has allowed me to find!
