%%USERNAME%%    %%ACCWORDS%% %%ONOFF%% |
Musings on anything. |
 My blog was filled up. I'm too lazy to clean it out. So I started a new one. |
| We had a community gospel jam at my church last night, with a potluck supper. It was the smallest crowd of our evening concert series. The others had performers, both classical and family oriented. This one was just a singalong or playalong. However, no one brought band instruments or guitars. We did have some tambourines and percussion. We did requests with one guitarist and harpsichordist. The potluck was great. Better than a lot of restaurant buffets. Pies, bread, and drinks were furnished. The decorations were outstanding. I got so many ideas. Each table had a unique centerpiece(s). All the serving tables had special decor. I came home inspired, wanting to bake and to decorate. Of course, we had no need for baking, and no one to eat it. But I turned to decorating. I had a glass block like the ones the decorators used, but I have done anything but use it as a odd shaped vase (It's a glass block for walls, like a brick.) They had one filled with yellow cellephane strips and a fall themed bow on top. Another had something orange in it, with pumpkin eyes and a mouth glued to the front. I washed mine, crumpled a sheet of burnt orange tissue paper in it, and shoved in some autumn colored fake roses I've used before. Then I found some new potpourri, apple scented, in the gift wrap drawer that has been there for years. I used that to fill in around and above the tissue paper and to prop up the roses. The fragrance is fading but not gone; my hands smelled great after handling the potpourri. I think it looks cute. I rearranged the mantle in the dining room, putting my vase in the corner, three scarecrows in the middle, other little pumpkins and flowers along the length of it. In the other corner, I put a clear glass candle holder with a scary looking Halloween creature on top. It balances out, and I'm pleased with the final affect. I have a soft bat hanging from my dining room curtains, a ghost hanging from a living room lamp, and a plush ghost on top the clock case. I hung the skeleton in its usual spot on the garage door in the foyer, and another bat on the inside of the front door. I already had plastic spiders on the covered entry way and inside the foyer. So I'm prepared for children and adult visitors alike. I was sorry I ran out of supplies and figurines. I was ready to go all out. Of course, my mother's voice rings in my ears. You can't decorate until you have it clean. So doors, windows, and furniture were cleaned first. I'm up for weeding and raking next. It takes so little to make me happy. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
I marvel at the things I'll be able to tell my grandkids about someday. Life is accelerating - or maybe it just feels that way!
I completely sympathize with your desire to declutter. I have more stuff than you can shake a stick at that didn't actually belong to just my wife or myself throughout the house.
