double life

i talk a big fight.

i love simple.

i hate clutter.

despise it.

my mantra is less is more...

so i am co-chair for the relief society enrichment committee.

or whatever it is called.

they change the name frequently.

i sit in meetings where we talk about "stuff".

i voice my opinion loud and clear, "i do not like all

that ga-ga stuff...absolutely no frou-frou".

who wants another handout anyways.

i have been hurt one too many times by handouts

thrown on the floor, which i have spent literally

hours on, and hundreds on colored ink.

and who cares about decorations?

a white tablecloth and some plastic 

dinnerware will do the job.

so i leave these meetings vowing to keep it simple.
then my mind starts thinking about all the cute stuff out there,
just waiting to be made.
calling my name.
then i start dreaming about it.
then it is all over.

so, this is my simple, un-cluttered, no frills display of the cute t-shirt dresses

we will be making the night of the relief society birthday celebration

for the children of haiti.

and i cant even tell you how cute the tables are going to be,

 donated dresses we will hang all over the cultural hall,

vintage dinnerware, doilies and yummy food...

uh, sister johnson, what did you just say about simplifying?

no more just sittin around talking about the service we will

render, the good deeds we will perform...we are making 100 

(i know i originally said 50-but were uppin it, girls) 

of these that night.

see, there is strength in numbers, and i am tapping that.

well, dont ask me to decorate anymore.

because this is what you will get.

ga-ga, clutter...and frou-frou.

and did i mention a mess at home, neglected children

and cold cereal for dinner.

i am one confused woman.