Jello Mousse

I’ve got a lot happening this week and my mind isn’t what it ought to be.  So I asked my friend Carly what I should blog about.  This is what we came up with.

We have a display of Jello at work and there is a photo of four perfect squares, two red, two green.  The green are garnished with something twirly and cute. 

“That’s how I want my life, like Jello Mousse.” I said.  “Easy, neat and fun?”  responded Carly.  “And festive.”  I added.

There, I want my life like Jello Mousse squares.  I want there to be just three easy steps with three simple ingredients.  I want four corners and fancy garnish.  I want to be ready to celebrate.  I want to chill.  Just like is says in the directions. 

But my life is more like gravy right now.  Lumpy and full of fat.  And sometimes it won’t set right and it really isn’t any good.  Except to the dog.  Oh, I don’t mean that my life isn’t any good.  My life is great.  It truly is.  But it is not easy, neat and fun and festive.

It is a little hectic this week.  This week came up on me fast.  Danny is gone, I have homework, a crappy computer and two cakes.  And then it snowed and I was dumb enough to try and scoop some of it off the front step so my back has been aching all day, too.

The kitchen looks like I have been making cakes.  I tend to get powdered sugar everywhere.  I have two sets of bowls, measuring cups and measuring spoons and they are all dirty.  I didn’t even need a ¼ cup of anything but both are in the sink.  I have run two dishwasher loads and am still at it. 

And when I get knee deep in cake, the rest of the house suffers.  Jacob folded clothes tonight.  Emmitt rolled around the dining room floor and I counted that as sweeping.  I purposely leave the lights off as I go about the house just so I don’t see what I need to get done.    

But fun?  My life is fun.  I pulled into the driveway today to see Jacob in his new Christmas sweater.  $3.87 at Goodwill.  It is 1% wool and he spent part of the evening discussing with me where that one percent could be.  It was an interesting conversation to be having as I mixed up dark gray frosting.  And cake making is fun for me.  And it will be fun tomorrow when I deliver the 2x2 cake to the party.  And it will be fun when I take the other cake to Carly so she can be the coolest girlfriend ever!  (And that will make me Carly’s coolest cake making friend!)

And festive?  That will really come together in a week or so.  The house should be cleaned by then and we will have Christmased up the joint.  I will get some Bing on the stereo and by then, my life might be a little closer to the four perfect squares.  Or maybe I will just forget about the Jello mousse and I will just chill!