Do you have a signature karaoke song? Tell me!
Mine is "I feel the earth move" by Carole King
i also do "Will you love me tomorrow?" (Carole King)
and "I can't make you love me" (Bonnie Raitt).
Thank you. Thank you very much...
CJ used to be a BOHICA. Now she's an ex-bohica (aka xbohica). Family, sewing, public broadcasting (NPR and PBS), travel, marketing and other stuff. Caille is in high school and a natural-born seamstress and crafter. She started learning to sew from her grandmama, CJ, at the age of 8. Now Caille sews for theatre groups, her teachers and her friends. She loves national parks, trees and gardens.
08 February 2009
#haikuthursday
Silly talking head / YouTube not conversation / it is just one way
Grounded Capricorn / wills her feet to leave the earth / wants to shirk sometimes
Dog and butterfly / never really witnessed that / just an old Heart song
Bird sits by window / predator feline spies prey / furry tail twitches
Grounded Capricorn / wills her feet to leave the earth / wants to shirk sometimes
Dog and butterfly / never really witnessed that / just an old Heart song
Bird sits by window / predator feline spies prey / furry tail twitches
04 February 2009
In honor of #haikuthursday (head start)
Gravity heavy
Obligations weigh her down
Anchored but dreams still
Don't dis my haiku
I try my best to write it
Could be more inspired
(Premature #haikuthursday)
Follow me: http://twitter.com/jacksoncj1
Obligations weigh her down
Anchored but dreams still
Don't dis my haiku
I try my best to write it
Could be more inspired
(Premature #haikuthursday)
Follow me: http://twitter.com/jacksoncj1
20 January 2009
25 random facts about me
I'd like to know more about you. Write 25 random facts about you in the comments.
-CJ
1. I *really* *love* my job and hope that doesn’t change, because if you hate your job, the rest of your life is hard to enjoy.
2. For about 15 years, I had a job I *really* *hated*. That’s how I know.
3. I have 4 grandchildren, also known as the 4 Cs. Christopher, Caille, Connor and Cameron.
4. I’m a cat person. I have one cat, Cricket.
5. I also have a dog, Captain. He doesn’t know he’s a dog, so it’s ok. He’s a tiny 8-lb fluffy white Maltese and was the mascot for the McLennan County Obama campaign.
6. I have to listen to podcasts on my iPod at night to fall asleep.
7. I used to be a voracious reader until I got my iPod.
8. When I was a kid, there was only one other kid in my class who ran more slowly than me. He was developmentally disabled. I haven’t gotten any faster.
9. I have been married more times than you think.
10. Mike and I have been together for 17 years.
11. It took me 9 years to get my BA from Iowa State, because I was a single mom in college and had to work 3 jobs (concurrently) while in school.
12. I hate talking on the phone. To anyone. Nothing personal.
13. I cry freely while watching some commercials.
14. I started sewing when I was a wee little thing, about 5 years old. Some weekends I don’t even leave the house. I sew from early morning until late into the night. Many times, I have stayed up all night sewing.
15. I love to play card games and board games.
16. I have lived in Ames, Iowa; Wichita, Kansas; Chicago, Illinois; Dayton, Ohio; Cape Coral (Fort Myers), Florida; Atlanta, Georgia and Hewitt, Texas.
17. My favorite locations were Chicago and Fort Myers.
18. I *love* salt water fishing. I don’t eat fish. Ever.
19. I went to an experimental elementary school: Harlan Elementary in Ames, Iowa. All students worked at their own pace with individual attention from the best teachers in the nation. I learned to love learning at that school.
20. I am a complete addict to National Public Radio (NPR).
21. I hate mingling at social occasions and making small talk with strangers... even though I’m a PR person.
22. My best friends are my daughters (Bri is 28, Devon is 26). I’m not just saying that. It’s absolutely true.
23. In high school I was a “drama freak” (the other categories were “jock” and “nerd”). I started hanging out with the freak crowd when I was a junior. We snuck out and skipped classes by sneaking through the theatre stage control room exit. I know, you’re wondering where that “love of learning” went.
24. I played the lead in my high school musical my junior year. It was called “Of Thee I Sing.” I was the beauty queen (it was a long time ago, people) who got jilted by the President of the United States of America.
25. I read tarot. (Don’t judge me, people.)
-CJ
1. I *really* *love* my job and hope that doesn’t change, because if you hate your job, the rest of your life is hard to enjoy.
2. For about 15 years, I had a job I *really* *hated*. That’s how I know.
3. I have 4 grandchildren, also known as the 4 Cs. Christopher, Caille, Connor and Cameron.
4. I’m a cat person. I have one cat, Cricket.
5. I also have a dog, Captain. He doesn’t know he’s a dog, so it’s ok. He’s a tiny 8-lb fluffy white Maltese and was the mascot for the McLennan County Obama campaign.
6. I have to listen to podcasts on my iPod at night to fall asleep.
7. I used to be a voracious reader until I got my iPod.
8. When I was a kid, there was only one other kid in my class who ran more slowly than me. He was developmentally disabled. I haven’t gotten any faster.
9. I have been married more times than you think.
10. Mike and I have been together for 17 years.
11. It took me 9 years to get my BA from Iowa State, because I was a single mom in college and had to work 3 jobs (concurrently) while in school.
12. I hate talking on the phone. To anyone. Nothing personal.
13. I cry freely while watching some commercials.
14. I started sewing when I was a wee little thing, about 5 years old. Some weekends I don’t even leave the house. I sew from early morning until late into the night. Many times, I have stayed up all night sewing.
15. I love to play card games and board games.
16. I have lived in Ames, Iowa; Wichita, Kansas; Chicago, Illinois; Dayton, Ohio; Cape Coral (Fort Myers), Florida; Atlanta, Georgia and Hewitt, Texas.
17. My favorite locations were Chicago and Fort Myers.
18. I *love* salt water fishing. I don’t eat fish. Ever.
19. I went to an experimental elementary school: Harlan Elementary in Ames, Iowa. All students worked at their own pace with individual attention from the best teachers in the nation. I learned to love learning at that school.
20. I am a complete addict to National Public Radio (NPR).
21. I hate mingling at social occasions and making small talk with strangers... even though I’m a PR person.
22. My best friends are my daughters (Bri is 28, Devon is 26). I’m not just saying that. It’s absolutely true.
23. In high school I was a “drama freak” (the other categories were “jock” and “nerd”). I started hanging out with the freak crowd when I was a junior. We snuck out and skipped classes by sneaking through the theatre stage control room exit. I know, you’re wondering where that “love of learning” went.
24. I played the lead in my high school musical my junior year. It was called “Of Thee I Sing.” I was the beauty queen (it was a long time ago, people) who got jilted by the President of the United States of America.
25. I read tarot. (Don’t judge me, people.)
06 January 2009
12th night, bags, bachelor and biting babies: an epiphany (of sorts)
Went to Robbie and Franci's for Twelfth Night (or Epiphany).
We also watched the season premier of Bachelor and shot some pix of their xbohica shopping bags.
Robbie flew in from a New Orleans photo shoot late. He brought a "King Cake" with him. It's like some gargantuan-size glazed donut. Except the glaze is purple and green. Hidden somewhere inside is a PLASTIC BABY (technically, they served the baby "on the side" and Franci stuck it in the cake).
_Bitin' the baby_
Just call me "queen." Uh-huh.
"You might be wondering, "Why on earth would a plastic baby be inside of a cake?" Well, the baking of King Cakes is a tradition in New Orleans that begins on King's Day, at the start of the Mardi Gras season. A tiny baby, just like the ones you see here, is baked into the cake. The person whose piece of cake contains the baby furnishes the King Cake for the next party (which are usually held once a week on Sundays until Fat Tuesday.) However, when celebrating Mardi Gras out of town, most people regard the person who 'got the baby' as the King or Queen of the party being held." http://www.mardigrasday.com/mardigras/kc_buy.php



We also watched the season premier of Bachelor and shot some pix of their xbohica shopping bags.Robbie flew in from a New Orleans photo shoot late. He brought a "King Cake" with him. It's like some gargantuan-size glazed donut. Except the glaze is purple and green. Hidden somewhere inside is a PLASTIC BABY (technically, they served the baby "on the side" and Franci stuck it in the cake).
_Bitin' the baby_
Just call me "queen." Uh-huh.
"You might be wondering, "Why on earth would a plastic baby be inside of a cake?" Well, the baking of King Cakes is a tradition in New Orleans that begins on King's Day, at the start of the Mardi Gras season. A tiny baby, just like the ones you see here, is baked into the cake. The person whose piece of cake contains the baby furnishes the King Cake for the next party (which are usually held once a week on Sundays until Fat Tuesday.) However, when celebrating Mardi Gras out of town, most people regard the person who 'got the baby' as the King or Queen of the party being held." http://www.mardigrasday.com/mardigras/kc



04 January 2009
Men: Would you use these?



The manly version of the original xbohica bags, I call these the special "y-chromosome" edition.
As always, the xbohica name is embroidered on the inside lining.
So, the question is, would a man use these? Please respond with your comments below.
Labels:
sewing
03 January 2009
Two tops from one Simplicity envelope
Made one of these with my mom's help a little while back. I hated working with that fabric and was ready to throw the entire thing in the trash. My mom, who was visiting, patiently got a few problem spots to work right. The fabric seemed like a great idea on the bolt, but it's a little bright! I think I've only worn it once.The turquiose/brown number is something I made one day this week. I like it, but again, I wish I did a better job of "seeing" what the garment will look like when I'm standing in the fabric store.
...meh.

Sumptuous little thing
17 December 2008
Turn the drudgery of grocery shopping into a swinging, fashionable event!
26 September 2008
Tat shows love of sewing, but e-e-yewww
26 August 2008
I'm so busted: INFIDELITY!
Dear precious ex-bohica blog,
All the evenings and weekends we spent together are precious to me. And you are precious to me still. But I must tell you why you have been so long neglected.
You probably already suspected this. After all, there were so many telltale signs of my infidelity. The late nights out. The weekends that passed without so much as a stitch being sewn, let alone blogged about. You know I've been hanging out with a new crowd of friends.
It's true. I confess. I have been cheating on you, my love. My evenings and weekends (and lunch hours) have been spent in dedication to another.
I promise that this is a temporary fling. Just a fleeting affair. It will only last a few months. Then I'll toss this bright flame aside and return to you, my precious blog.
I have only this chance, lasting only a little while longer, to show my passion for universal healthcare, peace, veteran's benefits, environmental sanity, quality education, equal pay for equal work and a healthy middle class. I have only a short time to act upon this passion. And action is the *only way* to show my passion. It takes more than pillow talk. I must go all the way.
After November 4, I will come back to you, my dear. I will return with no guilt, no regrets and no explanations. And I know you will be there waiting for me.
Until then my love,
CJ
www.barackobama.com
All the evenings and weekends we spent together are precious to me. And you are precious to me still. But I must tell you why you have been so long neglected.
You probably already suspected this. After all, there were so many telltale signs of my infidelity. The late nights out. The weekends that passed without so much as a stitch being sewn, let alone blogged about. You know I've been hanging out with a new crowd of friends.
It's true. I confess. I have been cheating on you, my love. My evenings and weekends (and lunch hours) have been spent in dedication to another.
I promise that this is a temporary fling. Just a fleeting affair. It will only last a few months. Then I'll toss this bright flame aside and return to you, my precious blog.
I have only this chance, lasting only a little while longer, to show my passion for universal healthcare, peace, veteran's benefits, environmental sanity, quality education, equal pay for equal work and a healthy middle class. I have only a short time to act upon this passion. And action is the *only way* to show my passion. It takes more than pillow talk. I must go all the way.
After November 4, I will come back to you, my dear. I will return with no guilt, no regrets and no explanations. And I know you will be there waiting for me.
Until then my love,
CJ
www.barackobama.com
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