sickly

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 problem doin nothin' even when i'm sickly so while my head was too fuzzy for fetchin' emails durin' my fever fest, i was able to continue plantin' my indoor garden while reclinin' on the ol' shabby couch. thought i'd put up a few o' the felt variety o' flowers to brighten your friday. hope the rest o' you are stayin' healthy....and of course happy!

p.s. wow....i just found many many emails in the yahoo spam file....looks like i am much much more behind than i ever thought. if you have been waitin' a REEEAALLYY long time to hear back from me, please please forgive me...i had no idea that i needed to check there! you will hear from me lickety split!

an accidental garden

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 know it's silly to feel that way....all those cyber bullies doin' the bashin' and the artists that have stolen from me aren't INSIDE the computers...but their behavior has sure jerked away a bit o' the joy that makin' doo dads usually gives me.

while i pondered how to get my digital desire back on track, i started fashionin' a few flowers for fastenin' to my fabric creations. realizin' i had finished quite a pile of 'em, i decided i'd stick 'em around the old mirror hangin' in the doo dad den ( it used to sit on top o' my lil brother's dresser when we were growin' up). as the week wore on i made more and more flowers and continued planting 'em all 'round michael's lookin' glass. it wasn't 'til just a bit ago, when jo arrived at the den door (home from from a sizzlin' session with a sexy surgeon - actually, he only plays one on t.v. from time to time but i'm not sure she understands this) and asked me where the garden came from, that i realized i had accidently created a nice piece o' art.

it's not the best picture - i didn't have enough light and the camera was gettin' confused by the mirror... but i thought i'd plop it up here on the blog just the same in case one o' you might like to create somethin' like it. not only does it look better than in it's original form, i now have a nice place for storin' and pickin' my homemade flowers!

i'm thinkin' i'll feel like gettin' back to makin' the digital type o' doo dads tomorrow...it's hard to keep a doo dad artist down for long! plus i don't think there's any more room left on the old mirror!

jo returns!

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 returned! seems queenie decided to give her a break from carin' for my dear auntie paula in dallas and she arrived just in time to help tracy put the final touches on moland's annual 'can you still fit into last summer's swimsuit' pagent. since this event coincided with so many people wantin' to check out all the doo dads, a new twist was added so that the ever so snug swimsuits and delightful doo dads could be properly represented together.

the only kink in the whole day of fun and games was that we had a well known designer show up and try to capitalize on the whole event by pushin' her set o' boxer knockoffs at every turn. poor dear....stealing someone else's original idea and passing it off as doin' a good deed....everyone has been shocked that she would ever do such a thing and as you can see, in her haste to do so, she got a lil bashed up herself. but we didn't let her ruin the day. two losers were announced for still being able to fit into last year's swimsuit....jo, of course....and zee, who has always eaten like a bird and may need a smaller suit this year. we'll try not to hold it against her.

i wanna thank each and every one of you for writin' me. i am still attemptin' to write everyone who has emailed but as always, i am runnin' behind. i am also a bit behind in sendin' out passwords for access to the lil shop so don't fret - i am workin' around the clock. and those still wantin' the original boxers three rather than faux ones, just send along an email and i'll let you know where you can find 'em.

mini says thank you too.

added a bit later....just got a post that i deleted....only because it had my dear friend amy's address and it should not show publically....the person - Anonymous of course - leaving the following comment - was from santa fe, new mexico and their IP number is 76.26.100.220 via comcast cable at lat/long 35.678.-105.9597....and this was their misinformed comment:

Mini? is there really a Mini Mo?? is there really a Mo Jackson? me thinks Amy Powers & Mo Jackson are one & the same, my dear. nice story about your "daughter" running across the meanies, tho.

Domain Name.......... mojackson.com
Creation Date........ 2005-04-16
Registration Date.... 2005-04-16
Expiry Date.......... 2008-04-16
Organisation Name.... Amy Powers
Organisation Address. (address removed)
Organisation Address.
Organisation Address.
Organisation Address.
Organisation Address.
Organisation Address. UNITED STATES

in an effort to make sure this is a rumor i can knock outta the way....how nice it would be if any one human could get the amount o' work done that amy and i are capable of each on our own! if this person was truly interested instead of just a rukus raker they would be able to see that we really are two individual people - one on the west coast and the other on the east but very close just the same. also, with a lil reading this anonymous person would discover that the reason the domain name is lised as amyis that without her i'd have no domain....she lovingly set everything up for me way back when. and finally, i am actually the mother of a daughter and create original digital art for delivery via download and amy is a lovely shop owner and inspires many through her wonderful products and kind heart. and you dear anonymous, need to find something more productive to do than post comments containing imaginary stories.

cyber bullies

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 as a place to poke the t.v. remote).'

while i have accidently turned designin' digital doo dads for delivery via download into a successful enterprise, i admit i am not the right person to help someone else do the same for their own adventure into cyberspace money makin'. if it wasn't for paypal combined with help from my dear friend inspire company amy, i would'a been plum outta luck when my doo dads became homeless a few years ago. plus seein' as how i don't make my livin' off of the doo dads, i tend to do things a lil differently than someone who might need to feed their family or pay the rent off what they ring up in sales from those who travel from cyber shop to cyber shop lookin' for things they can't find out in the real world.

one thing i do tell 'em is that they need to watch out for the groups o' women who hang out in packs known as cyber bullies. this is a mean group o' women and when crossed....even slightly...they'll go to their keyboards in mass and with a mob mentality, tap out the meanest things possible about you. no way can their words be confused with what would be contructive criticism! they don't care whether they know a damn thing about you or your business - fact checkin' is not somethin' they concern their mean ol' selves with. they just get goin' on those keyboards and don't stop until either an alert is sent out that some other poor soul needs a good bashin' or whoever is in charge o' the free-for-all-type-o-forum they are doin' their bashin' in decides the mob has gone a bit too far and closes the bash down.....but of course they don't remove the unkind words - otherwise the mob might turn on THEM. plus, the more posts they have, the more they can charge for advertisin' so it doesn't make good sense for 10 or so bashin' pages to be jerked off their postin' place (except of course if the bashin' has taken place at two peas ....those people there are quite responsible and don't take kindly to their members bashin' someone around and usually pull the mean ol' words from view as soon as they become aware of 'em).

the bashins' that have been held in my honor have been pretty bad. there was one just about a year ago that was quite a whopper. i knew somethin' was up cause once again my mailbox was filled to the brim with people registerin' to become members o' my private sites. i never read the things but my friends and moland neighbors do and from what i understand, the pack o' cyber bullies participatin' reached new heights o' mean.

i did my best to put it outta my mind...this is hard when you know people are sayin' things about you that are untrue or unkind or both....even if you don't know who they are. anyway, i went on puttin' it outta my mind until my mini somehow came upon this vicious ol' thread revolvin' all around her dear mother. i do believe it is the most upset my child has ever been. i'm not sure if she was more upset that such horrible things were bein' said about her beloved mother or the realization that grown women could be so mean. she kept askin' me what these women would do if they discovered one o' their children bashin' a schoolmate on the world wide web....and why would they be settin' such a bad example for them. one woman in particular really bothered her...her mean ol' words were followed by a picture of her kids and somethin' about her son bein' autistic and how people should be kind to each other.

yes - i tell the people who write to me for advice that they need to be aware that things like this can happen to 'em. especially cause they may not be as fortunate as i've been....with the exception o' poor mini discoverin' that grown women can indeed be meaner than the meanest girl in school, my friends and neighbors havin' a hard time sittin' on their hands cause i always ask 'em not to involve themselves in the melee no matter how much they want to defend my honor and me workin' hard not to take it all personally, the cyber bullies comin' out in force against me is always a boon for the doo dad'n business. seems the minute half o' those women hit the button to get their post up and eternally on the screen, they send me an email askin' how they can register.

one thing i know for sure - never ever read any bashin' held in your honor and never ever participate in 'em thinkin' you can get the bullies to look at things differently. they are bullies afterall and you usually can't tell a mean ol' bully anything....just let 'em entertain themselves at your expense....if they had somethin' more productive to do they'd probably be doin' it . you just gotta feel kinda sorry for 'em....i'm sure their moms forgot to teach 'em how to do unto others.....

i do so hope you are not doin' any bashin' or gettin bashed this fine valentine's day and instead are celebratin' with lots o' kissin' and huggin'. i'm attachin' a picture of a recent gatherin' o' the cyber bullies jo took. she attempted to infiltrate one of their meetins' recently but her big hair was recognized right away and she barely got away in one tube topped piece.