tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-294958632024-03-12T19:30:20.789-05:00DayDreamnWorldI've always been a day dreamer...it's my escape from reality. :) Join me as I share the trials and tribulations of daily life. In other words...listen to me laugh, cry and vent.Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.comBlogger651125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-31861770002381019552017-12-24T21:49:00.000-06:002017-12-24T21:56:06.034-06:00MERRY CHRISTMAS<b><span style="color: red;">Yes, I know I've been neglecting this blog, but I decided to drop by and say Merry Christmas! I just don't spend as much time online these days. I had hoped I'd do better, but there's only so much time in a day.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">I told some doll friends that I was trying to find time to work on a doll scene for Christmas. Sometimes I just have to find time to play.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Did you know that it snows in Houston? Mostly in my imagination although we actually had a few flurries a few weeks ago, but nothing like the snow I grew up with in New Jersey. So, I have to use my imagination and let my dolls have snow. </span></b><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>This is one of my modern Vogue Ginny Dolls. Some of you know her as GinnyFaith. I've been neglecting her and decided she should appear in some photos again. I used to include her in just about all of the photos I took of my dolls. Then the Vogue Doll Company came out with vintage reproduction Ginnys and I kind of lost interest in the modern dolls. I'm sorry GinnyFaith!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Here's a close up so you can see her spiffy outfit. My friend Sherelyn gave this to GinnyFaith last year. Her doll has the same outfit and so does SHE! I always meant to ask her where she found them. It's not often that you see a grown woman and her doll dressed alike.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Some of them tried ice skating for the first time and fell on the imaginary ice. The Madame Alexander Doll on the left is skiing. She's wearing one of the Ginny outfits that I still have from my childhood by Vogue (Fun Time #49 from 1954). The Madame Alexander skater in the gray and peach outfit is also wearing an outfit from my childhood by Vogue (Fun Time #47 from 1955 - It's actually suppose to be a roller skating outfit.) The vintage reproduction Ginny in the white skating outfit I got at a Fire Flies Convention. The 1954 Ginny Painted Lash Walker is wearing a vintage ski outfit by Vogue (Fun Time #49 from 1955). I added the red mittens because her hands looked cold. They didn't come with the outfit originally. The AA Modern Ginny that took a fall is wearing an outfit that my friend Karen Mowery made for a Ginny Doll list event.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>I stood her up so you could see the outfit. Karen sewed outfits for our dolls for the month of January. She chose to make ice skating outfits. Ginny's name is embroidered on the hat but it doesn't show in the photo. Karen loved to sew and especially loved to quilt. Sadly, she passed away way too soon. I'm fortunate enough to have several outfits that she made. My doll is also wearing a sweater my mom knitted using a kit that Vogue sold (#7869 Knit Kit in 1957). I also have the matching hat she made. This sweater was actually made for a Ginnette doll, but it's the only one I still have. The sleeves are a little bit long for Ginny. I feel very fortunate to still have it. The kit had directions and wool to make sweater sets for the Jill, Ginny and Ginnette dolls.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>This is a close up of the terrible fall they took. (I would have had them standing and skating if I could have figured out how to balance them on ice skates!)</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>They worked hard building this igloo and making all the snow balls in case any stupid boys came by. That's a modern Hispanic Ginny on top of the igloo in her snowsuit. On the right is a vintage reproduction Ginny wearing a pink and gray ski outfit that Vogue made (Fun Time #6049 from 1956).</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>On the right is a vintage Nancy Ann Muffie doll wearing her Santa suit minus the correct hat. I put a more traditional Santa hat on her but the reds were different and it had white trim that was whiter than the fur on her suit. I settled on the red and white striped hat but I'd sure like to find the original hat that came with this outfit. I added the red glasses because I thought she looked cute in them. I have maybe four or five Muffie dolls in my collection, but the Vogue Ginny doll is really my first love.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>We all with you a Merry Christmas!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>On more thing...</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">This is one of my Chatty Cathy dolls. She's still dressed in her Houston Astros uniform that she wore for the World Series. I bought her <a href="https://childrensartproject.org/happy-tree-doll-apron.html">Christmas apron</a> down at MD Anderson Cancer Center. It was designed by a child with cancer. I left the tag on because it gives the child's name and age. I wasn't sure if it would fit Chatty Cathy when I bought it. I probably would have gotten another one if I had known for sure. It was made for the American Girl Doll. There's a matching child's apron and a matching one for adults. I thought it was really cute.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Merry Christmas once more and I'll be back again some day...</span></b><br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-19614855741232184462017-09-26T20:03:00.000-05:002017-12-24T21:53:30.999-06:00"L" as in Lucky for ABC Wednesday Welcome to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and the letter <span style="color: red;">"L"</span> as in<span style="color: red;"> Lucky</span>.<br />
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It all began with Lucky. <br />
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My life as a future Crazy Cat Lady began in 1952. This is Lucky in our backyard in Westwood, New Jersey. I always loved cats. My mother wasn't crazy about them, but she relented and got one because of my obsession. Before Lucky came along I would go outside and sit on the front porch and wait for a cat to go by. That didn't happen very often, so finally my mother decided it was time to get a cat for me.<br />
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These photos were actually slides that were scanned. Here we are in the backyard playing with Lucky (and our dollhouse). I no longer remember the name of the girl on the left, but I'm in the middle and my sister is on the right petting Lucky.<br />
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Lucky was the first of many cats that I've had in my life. I remember every single one. I don't even admit to how many I have at the present time, but enough probably to qualify as a Crazy Cat Lady.<br />
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Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-1467219474442152622017-09-20T20:29:00.000-05:002017-09-20T20:30:04.954-05:00"K" as in Killer Kitty for ABC WednesdayIt's time again for <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and the letter "K" as in Killer Kitty.<br />
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Our cat Zoom is a tiny cat. She was found as a kitten behind a shopping center after Hurricane Ike in 2008. At least that's what the man in the parking lot told me when he said, "Can you drop this kitten off someplace for me?" At first I said no. Then I took a second look and saw a sick kitten. Her eyes were infected and looked horrible. I couldn't just walk away. I took the kitten from him and headed straight to the Veterinarian.<br />
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She was treated with antibiotics and eye medicine. I was told she might lose the one eye, but she didn't. She started getting well and then relapsed, but another round of antibiotics did the trick. She's been with us ever since.<br />
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We love her, but she's a strange cat. I'm pretty sure she has some kind of mental disorder. I have to warn people when they come in the house not to touch her. I usually say, "Don't touch Zoom because she'll kill you." Then she'll come over by them and roll around on the floor by their feet looking cute. Sometimes they'll say, "Really? I can't touch her?" I reassure them that she'll scratch and/or bite them if they do. She's small but fierce.<br />
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One time my son came from Austin for a visit. All of a sudden I heard him yelling, "Will someone come and get this stupid cat?" Keith was trying to come down the stairs and Zoom wouldn't let him. She was trying to attack his legs. I started laughing, but Keith didn't think it was funny. I wish I had thought to take a picture before I sent Zoom on her way.<br />
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Recently I picked up an empty box to put things in while I was shopping at Sam's. When I brought it home Zoom claimed it and Reid decided to modify the wording on the box.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-42538898429076419152017-09-13T20:07:00.001-05:002017-09-13T20:07:12.608-05:00"J" as in Jello?? for ABC WednesdayYou'll quickly discover that I had no idea what to write about this week for the letter "J" for <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a>. I've been tossing things around in my mind all week. Finally, in desperation I decided to write about Jello.<br />
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I hate Jello. I think it's disgusting. I have no idea what it tastes like because I've never eaten plain old Jello. I hate the way you can see through it. I hate the way it wiggles. As far as I know I have never eaten plain Jello unless my mother fed it to me when I was too young to remember.<br />
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I wouldn't even try a Jello salad. You know how people put fruit in Jello and then pour it into a mold? I wouldn't eat it even that way. I realize this is probably a psychological thing with me, but I grew up in the 1950's when this kind of thing was served.<br />
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Did you know that there's even a <a href="http://www.jellogallery.org/visit-us.html">Jello museum</a>? If you're ever in LeRoy, New York stop by for a visit...April through December. You can learn the history of Jello.<br />
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I have to be perfectly honest here. I know I'm a bit of a hypocrite, but there is a recipe that I love and raspberry Jello is one of the ingredients. However, because of other ingredients it is not clear and it barely moves. I got this recipe from a friend many years ago. I call it Pink Salad.<br />
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You can see in the photo above how dense it is. I can totally forget that there's Jello in there.<br />
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1 small can crushed pineapple<br />1 6 oz. Jello (I always use raspberry)<br />1 12 oz. Carton Cool Whip<br />2 c. buttermilk<br />½ - 1 cup chopped nuts<br /><br />Combine <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">undrained</span>
pineapple and Jello in small saucepan. Heat until Jello dissolves.
Mix Cool Whip and buttermilk; add nuts. Stir in gelatin mixture, mixing
thoroughly. Put in mold or long rectangular pan. Let set for 4 hours.
(I do it overnight.) I find it helpful to spray the mold lightly with
Pam…it comes out of the mold a lot easier. Serves: 12. (I use a wire
whisk for mixing the ingredients together.)<br />
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You can make it look fancy by garnishing it with some fresh fruit. I
used a Tupperware mold that I've had since the year of the flood.</div>
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-50174692180850428192017-09-07T21:19:00.000-05:002017-09-07T21:19:23.402-05:00"I" as in Hurricane Irma for ABC WednesdayThis is working out for me. Lately the hurricanes are alphabetically keeping up with <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a>. Unfortunately, this week Hurricane <span style="color: red;">Irma</span> is making "its" way through the Caribbean towards the United States and Florida. As I type this post Irma is "pummeling" Turks and Caicos with category 5 winds. That is an extremely strong hurricane. I believe they said the strongest Atlantic hurricane ever. So far at least 13 people have been killed. I hate it when they say "so far" because that means they know there will be more.<br />
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I am becoming a little paranoid about hurricanes this hurricane season. They scare me. I find myself watching the Weather Channel on TV for hours on end. My favorite app on my cell phone right now is a hurricane app. Hurricane season runs from June 1st to November 30th. There is still a long ways to go. I feel like I have to be on guard all the time because of where I live. I've been in Texas for most of the last 36 years, but there have only been three hurricanes that impacted this area. However, the Gulf Of Mexico is becoming warmer and they tell us the storms will become stronger as they head this way.<br />
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I've learned a few things in the last two weeks. Since Hurricane Harvey hit Texas with massive flooding I will no longer complain about living in a two story house. I really thought I made a mistake buying this house, but I've now decided that a two story home is the way to go in the Houston area. When there's flooding most people with two story homes can safely go upstairs. With a one story home you don't have that option.<br />
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I've also learned how poor I am in geography. I have to admit that I don't know as much as I should about the Caribbean. Turks and Caicos? I googled...it's a British overseas territory made up of 40 coral islands. I'm learning. I can't even begin to imagine what the wind and storm surge will do to those islands.<br />
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I've learned that there are some really dedicated meteorologists. I don't always understand all the scientific stuff, but I do understand the warnings.<br />
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By the way, I referred to Hurricane Irma as an "it" because I heard a meteorologist say that they don't consider them male or female. I was trying to be politically correct. At one time all hurricanes had women's names, but they stopped that some years back.<br />
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This week my thoughts and prayers are with everyone impacted by Hurricane Irma.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-62442551430560121462017-08-30T21:14:00.000-05:002017-08-30T21:14:58.270-05:00"H" as in Hurricane Harvey for ABC WednesdayI'm a little late for <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and almost didn't make it. Living in Houston I thought <span style="color: red;">"H"</span> as in <span style="color: red;">Hurricane Harvey</span> was quite appropriate. We haven't had cable so I didn't have Internet or TV. Then today we got cable service back and an hour later the electricity went out again. Earlier it had been out for 24 hours. I'm hoping to get this up before anything goes out again.<br />
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Our home did not flood and I'm so grateful. I am well aware that thousands and thousands of people weren't as fortunate.<br />
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I have never seen so much rain in my life! I believe it was Saturday that I stayed up until 2:00 AM watching the water rise in front of the house. Finally, the electricity went off and I went to bed. It wasn't like I could do anything to stop the water anyway and it was already up to the front porch. I took this picture with my phone as it was rising. It was taken from the front porch and it's not very clear, but you'll get the idea. That's a road not a lake.<br />
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We do not live that close to a creek or bayou so if we flooded it would be because the water couldn't drain off fast enough. Houston is very flat and there is a lot of concrete which makes it bad any time there's a heavy rain...and this was no ordinary heavy rain.<br />
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When I came downstairs in the morning the floor was dry and the water had receded. The heavy rain had let up for a while and we were spared. <br />
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Without Internet and TV we were kind of isolated and didn't know too much about what the storm was doing. My cell phone wasn't much help. The Internet was very slow loading...if at all. I did listen to the radio from time to time, but it's not quite the same.<br />
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My friend texted me some pictures of her home. She's on the other side of Houston and about 35-40 miles from here. She had three feet of water in her home and had to move upstairs.<br />
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This is her backyard. Believe it or not there's a swimming pool under all that water.<br />
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I think she'll need a new car.<br />
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This is the view from her upstairs window.<br />
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I think with so many homes and buildings flooded it will take years for Houston to recover. Many, many people have been rescued by boat. Authorities asked for help and the public responded. As I type this they are still pulling people from flooded homes. I'm afraid the death toll will rise as the water goes down.<br />
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Today my son and I drove a few miles to the town where we used to live Friendswood, Texas. The road was blocked by flood waters and we were forced to turn around. I think it will be a while before the road is passable. We saw a lot of abandoned cars that I assume are ruined. I didn't think to take a picture of the cars because I was shocked at the scene. <br />
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We did go out on Monday when the rain let up and found an open grocery store. We stood on line to get in and then were told that they had no refrigerated or frozen things because they had lost power for 9 hours and had to toss everything.<br />
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We drove around and found another grocery store that was open and stood on line again. They limit how many can go in the store at one time.<br />
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Some shelves were bare, but we got what we needed.<br />
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And then we got on one of two lines. Our line started in the back of the store by the dairy case.<br />
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We went all the way to the other side of the store and then towards the front.<br />
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It was actually very well organized. When we got up by the registers there was someone who directed us where to go. From the back of the store to the register it only took an hour. Considering the number of people that was pretty good.<br />
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While we were shopping the heavy rains returned. I was concerned that the road might flood, but we made it home!<br />
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We had all the necessities that we needed and decided we weren't going out again until the sun came out.<br />
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Today the sun came out and we went to Walmart for a prescription and stood in line again. I guess the stores all use the same crowd control system and it actually works quite well.<br />
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I guess this will be the new normal for a while.<br />
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I find myself shaking my head in disbelief all the time, but Harvey really did happen. I think it took most people by surprise. This storm developed so quickly. I sure hope there won't be another hurricane this season, but hurricane season runs through November 1st.<br />
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Please keep Houston and everyone who has been affected by this tragedy in your prayers.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-16897221639779238762017-08-22T20:09:00.000-05:002017-08-22T20:09:39.578-05:00ABC Wednesday..."G" as in Grace Welcome to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/2017/08/22/g-is-for-green-general-information/comment-page-1/#comment-236">ABC Wednesday</a>. This week we are up to the letter <span style="color: red;">"G"</span> as in <span style="color: red;">grace</span>.<br />
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One of the definitions for grace is a short prayer or thankful phrase before or after eating. In English reciting such a prayer is sometimes referred to as "saying grace."<br />
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I've always enjoyed the work of artist Norman Rockwell. The above is one of my favorites. It was painted in 1951 for the cover of the Saturday Evening Post's November 24, 1951 issue. It's called "Saying Grace."<br />
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This is a picture of our cat Grace. She lived to be about 21 years old.<br />
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She literally arrived on our doorstep the night before Thanksgiving in 1993. I had the front porch decorated with a life size scarecrow sitting on a bale of hay. Grace was only a kitten and she apparently decided the scarecrow's lap looked comfortable and curled up and went to sleep. My son's friend came to the front door and found her. He brought her inside and we fed her.<br />
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The next day my husband went around the neighborhood asking if anyone had lost a kitten. He was told that she belonged to some people on the next street, but they had gone away for Thanksgiving. So, we kept her until they returned. Only they didn't want her. She had been hanging around their yard for a while and they had fed her, but really weren't interested in keeping her. They said we could have her if we wanted...and the rest is history.<br />
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We decided to name her Grace because grace always comes before Thanksgiving Dinner. She turned out to be one of the sweetest cats we've ever adopted. She was never old until a week or so before she died. Even as a senior citizen she would occasionally still play with a cat toy. Because she was so old I had almost convinced myself that she would go on forever, but sadly we lost her on April 9, 2014. I always said that Grace chose us.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-78489723660053136652017-08-17T13:53:00.002-05:002017-08-17T13:53:38.216-05:00Speaking Out Against HateI was suppose to put up a post for ABC Wednesday this week, but with all that has been going on I just couldn't bring myself to write a light hearted post. I hope to rejoin ABC Wednesday next week.<br />
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Yesterday morning I put on my "Virginia Is For Lovers" t-shirt. It was not just by chance. Yesterday was the memorial service for Heather Heyer in Charlottesville, VA. At one time Virginia was my home and it was my way of remembering the sad event of this past Saturday ...as if I could ever forget.<br />
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For as long as I can remember we have never been without racism and hate in this country, but in recent times it was usually dormant. Hate minded people mostly confined their comments to the privacy of their own homes, in their own circle of like minded friends, and of course on the Internet. Every so often hatred would reel it's ugly head in an incident that couldn't be ignored. Living in Texas one incident that always stands out in my mind was the 1998 dragging death of a black man by three white supremacists in Jasper, Texas. He was dragged behind a pick up truck for three miles along an asphalt road. He was alive and conscious for most of that horrific time. I have never understood this degree of hate. Hating someone just because of their skin color? If you would like to learn more click <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_James_Byrd_Jr.">here</a>.<br />
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After the tragedy in Charlottesville President Trump showed his true colors when he was unable to outright denounce the white nationalists and neo-Nazis who showed up with one thing on their minds...violence and hatred. Many have come out and criticized his stand, but in my opinion they often haven't gone far enough. Of course, the David Dukes of the world have praised and complimented him. We better be prepared for more violence. The haters now feel even more empowered. <br />
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After hearing from critics the President changed tactics and tried to imply that the tragedy in Charlottesville was all about Confederate statues. Well, only in America do ancestors of slaves have to attend high schools with names like Robert E. Lee High and play in parks with statues of people that fought to continue to treat their ancestors no better than animals. Yes, these statues are part of our history. For now lets take the statues down and have meaningful dialogue about how to handle our painful past. It's time.<br />
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I am old enough to remember the Civil Rights movement. I was fortunate enough to have parents that would point out the injustices, violence, and hate. From a very young age I knew that it was wrong. If you are too young or don't remember please listen to Congressman John Lewis' "Note To Self" from the CBS Morning News. If it doesn't bring tears to your eyes you might want to ask yourself why.<br />
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To further understand you might want to plan a visit to one of the Civil Rights Museums with your children and grandchildren. We must try and stop this kind of hate from being passed on from one generation to the next.<br />
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I can no longer just look the other way. I feel the need to speak out. We are all God's children. We need to pray for this President before his lack of impulse control, temper, hate, and fragile ego lead us down a path where we don't need to go. This is a very sad time in America.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-18007560399637504522017-08-09T15:17:00.000-05:002017-08-09T15:17:07.657-05:00ABC Wednesday..."E" as in Mt. EtnaWelcome once again to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and the letter <span style="color: red;">"E"</span> as in <span style="color: red;">Mt. Etna</span>.<br />
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Getting to the top of Mt. Etna was one of the things on the Bucket List that I did for the letter B. Let me explain.<br />
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From December 1968 until May 1971 we lived in Sicily. My husband was in the US Navy at the time. One weekend a day trip was planned to the top of Mt. Etna. Mt. Etna is Europe's largest active volcano. A bunch of us from the base took a bus to the ski lodge on Mt. Etna. It was June and we all wore light weight clothes. We had been told to wear long pants and to bring a jacket in case we needed it. I remember one lady had even worn sandals. That was a big mistake! When we got off the bus at the ski lodge it wasn't summer anymore...it was cold. Fortunately, we were able to rent winter coats at the lodge. Here we are before we got our rental coats.<br />
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We were loaded onto smaller vehicles (probably 4 wheel drive) for the next part of the trip up the mountain. All of a sudden they stopped and we were told we'd have to climb the rest of the way. It was freezing cold and there was an ice storm. I've never been so cold in my life.<br />
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This wasn't really mountain climbing like you see them do on Mt. Everest. No ropes or anything. It was more like climbing up a steep hill. Some months before man had walked on the moon for the very first time and up there Mt. Etna kind of reminded me of the moon. No vegetation and black lava dust on the ground.<br />
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Our group was really not prepared. Although Mt. Etna's elevation is only 10,991 feet a couple of people had to stop to catch their breath. (These are old slides that were scanned.)<br />
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Here is our group of friends...<br />
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At the time I was about 6 months pregnant. I kept slipping and falling on the icy ground (everyone was falling) and the weather was worse the higher we went. I knew if something happened I'd have to get off the mountain, back to the base, and on a plane to Naples where the Naval Hospital was located. I decided it wasn't worth the risk. Reluctantly, I had a guide help me back down to the vehicle where I waited for everyone else. I knew at the time I would regret not making it to the very top, but also knew in my heart I was doing the right thing.<br />
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My husband later told me that if I had just climbed for five more minutes I would have been at the top. He told me that they held their hands over the top and could feel the warmth. Here's a slide that he took at the top of Mt. Etna.<br />
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They didn't stay up there very long. Soon they joined me in the vehicle and we rode back down to the ski lodge for lunch. That's me on the right with the bottle of brandy. Believe me...we all needed it! (Back then no one said anything about not drinking during pregnancy.)<br />
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I had a healthy baby boy that October, but I've always regretted not making it to the very top. I always thought that someday we might go back to Sicily, but my husband died and I've gotten older so making that trip is kind of doubtful now. It's on my Bucket List, but really more of a dream.<br />
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As long as we lived there I would watch Mt. Etna smoking. Here's the view from our apartment in Catania...<br />
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and when we moved onto the base the view from our street...<br />
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You can't really see the smoke in these old slides, but it always seemed to be smoking. There were small eruptions while we lived in Sicily.<br />
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Last March a group of tourists were up on top of Mt. Etna when it suddenly erupted throwing hot lava into the air. People had to run for their lives and some were injured.<br />
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Now I'm wondering if they even allow people to go to the very top any more.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-34289729578554998782017-08-03T11:46:00.001-05:002017-08-04T14:53:07.655-05:00ABC Wednesday..."D" as in Crazy Doll Lady??Welcome to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/2017/07/31/abc-wednesday-d/">ABC Wednesday</a> and <span style="color: red;">"D"</span> as in <span style="color: red;">Crazy Doll Lady</span>???<br />
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Yes, I know I asked you last week if I was perhaps a Crazy Cat Lady. Now I'd like to know if I'm a Crazy Doll Lady too? Anyone that's ever stumbled upon my blog know that doll collecting and "playing" is another passion of mine.<br />
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I mostly collect the dolls I grew up playing with in the 1950's...the Vogue Company Dolls that were originally made in Medford, MA. This is my childhood Vogue Ginny doll. She's the only one that survived my childhood and she's a 1954 painted lash walker. She's wearing one of the outfits from my childhood too. She originally had a flip style hairdo which I cut as a child. I was able to find a replacement wig on eBay and now she has braids.<br />
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There are all kinds of collectors. Many collect what's called the "mint in box" dolls and they can run anywhere from the hundreds to the thousands. That's not me. I don't want a doll that has to stay in a box and sit on a shelf. I'm glad that there are collectors that preserve these dolls, but I want to "play" with my dolls and not be afraid to touch them.<br />
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I buy what a friend calls "the previously loved" dolls. Over the years I've learned to restring them...<br />
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and wash and set their hair.<br />
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I also collect other Vogue Dolls and some of their friends. I have quite a few reproduction Vogue Company Dolls that were made up until 2011 or so.<br />
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What I really enjoy is setting them up in scenes. It's fun finding or creating all the accessories for the scenes. I recently worked on a couple of school scenes.<br />
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Recently I was asked how many dolls I owned. I had never counted and assumed around 100. I started counting and stopped at 260. I'm now assuming I have around 300 dolls. I was a little shocked and probably won't be buying many more. I do try and keep my dolls set up permanently in scenes or on shelves. I'm fortunate to have a room just for my dolls.<br />
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If you do a google search for "doll hoarding" you'll find this...<br />
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I do think there's a fine line between collecting something and hoarding it. I like to think I haven't crossed that line yet. This is probably true of most hobbies whether it's baseball cards, comics, etc.<br />
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Besides, my love of dolls goes back many years. I started at a very young age.<br />
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That love grew throughout my childhood.<br />
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I'm 71 now. What do you think? Have I crossed the line yet?<br />
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<br /><br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-35303439446358920592017-07-27T20:19:00.000-05:002017-07-27T20:19:11.579-05:00ABC Wednesday..."C" as in Crazy Cat Lady?"Welcome to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and the letter <span style="color: #cc0000;">"C"</span> as in <span style="color: #cc0000;">Crazy Cat Lady?</span><br />
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Yes, I asked that as a question. Am I the Crazy Neighborhood Cat Lady? Perhaps, but I'll never admit to how many cats currently live here. All are rescues. Where I lived previously my home backed up to an apartment complex. I believe people sometimes moved and left their cats behind. A feral colony formed nearby and the rest is history. Most of my current cats wandered into the backyard. There were also some that I trapped with a humane trap and had fixed and then released. They were wild and didn't want to stay.<br />
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Four years ago I moved and there are no feral cats here. Thank goodness. I do not want anymore cats, but I would find it difficult to turn my back on a hungry cat.<br />
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I've had many cats over the years and every so often a really special one will come along. I love all my cats, but I do have a favorite right now. Meet Blackie...<br />
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Not exactly an original name, but she showed up one day and I fed her. I didn't know if she'd come back and I just called her Blackie for obvious reasons. Well, the next day she came back with a kitten and I started calling him Baby because he was obviously Blackie's baby. Here they are today...<br />
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That's Baby on the left with the white whiskers. He's also got white on his paws and under his chin. Blackie has a tiny white spot here and there on her coat.<br />
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Blackie is my favorite cat and the rest of them all know it. I tell them all the time. She is no trouble at all and just as sweet as can be.<br />
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When they first showed up they lived outside. I already had cats in the house and didn't plan on adding anymore to the mix. I had them both fixed so there would be no more kittens. They had the garage for shelter but spent most of the day in the backyard. Blackie would stay on the deck right by the backdoor waiting for me to come out. She never ventured very far from the door. If I came out she followed me around the yard. She always wanted to be held and would purr up a storm. Finally, I had to bring them inside. Blackie was so special and really wanted to come in. Neither ever wanted to go outside again. <br />
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In the first picture Blackie has one of her toys. She sometimes carries them around and meows like crazy. Yes, she's on the kitchen island. I decided to give the cats the island in order to keep them off the kitchen counters. It kind of works. We never use the island for anything else.<br />
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In the second picture they're cuddled up together in a cat bed on the couch.<br />
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So what do you think? Am I the Crazy Neighborhood Cat Lady like one of my sons claims?<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-64114374503597302472017-07-18T16:29:00.000-05:002017-07-18T16:29:34.574-05:00ABC Wednesday..."B" as in Bucket ListWelcome to <a href="https://abcwednesday.com/">ABC Wednesday</a> and the letter "B" as in <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=bucket%20list">BUCKET LIST.</a><br />
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I have had three things on my BUCKET LIST for many years. I actually have more than three, but these three have been on my list the longest.<br />
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More than ten years ago I went to see a movie at a theater here in Houston. I no longer remember the name of the movie, but I do remember one of the pre-movie ads. It was all about a blueberry festival in August. It gave the name of the town, but not the state. I knew right away it couldn't be in Texas because our blueberry season is over in June. When I got home I googled <a href="http://www.machiasblueberry.com/">"Machias Blueberry Festival"</a> and discovered it was in Maine. Obviously, the ad was sent to our movie theater in error. It never mentioned the state, so I assume the ad was meant for movie theaters in Maine. I checked out the website and have wanted to go ever since. I love blueberries and a state with lobster would be another plus. I enjoy parades, pie eating contests, vendors, etc. In case you're interested this year's festival is August 18, 19, and 20.<br />
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Another place I've always wanted to visit (and really #1 on my list) is <a href="https://www.nrm.org/">The Normal Rockwell Museum</a> in Stockbridge, MA. I just love Norman Rockwell's work. His paintings always tell a story. When I was growing up in New Jersey my Dad would take the train to work in New York City. He always picked up the Saturday Evening Post to read on the train. Often something done by Norman Rockwell was on the cover and I would study every detail closely. To visit the museum and see lots of his work up close would be a dream come true.<br />
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Around 20+ years ago a traveling exhibit of his work came to Houston. There was a special display at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. I did find it a little strange at the time that the display wasn't at the art museum, but I went down to see it one morning. It was work that Rockwell had done for the Boy Scouts. As I walked into the room a few people were leaving. After that it was just me and the security guard. I was able to take my time and study each piece carefully. They were all behind a roped off area and I was having a little trouble seeing, so the guard told me it would be OK if I ducked under the rope. I'm sure he wasn't suppose to let anyone do that, but I was thrilled.<br />
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I have some prints of Rockwell's work hanging in my home. I've also collected some Rockwell plates and figurines. Most I've found at estate sales or antique malls. At Christmas I have a Norman Rockwell Christmas village. It's the main street of Stockbridge and there is even a figure of Norman Rockwell.<br />
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This is one of the prints I have hanging over the fireplace. It's my favorite Rockwell piece. It's called "The Problem We All Live With." <br />
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I like the way Mr. Rockwell showed this innocent child surrounded by hate. You can see the smashed tomatoes and the word that's written on the wall. She's being escorted to school by U.S. marshals, but you don't see their faces. You have to look at the innocent child. This was when 6 year old Ruby Bridges integrated an elementary school in New Orleans, LA in 1960. It appeared on the cover of Look Magazine in 1964. I wish this kind of hate was gone forever, but sadly it's still with us. I believe hate has taken on a life of its own on the Internet and I find that so sad. I wonder what Rockwell would be painting if he were alive today?<br />
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The third thing on my bucket list is to go to the very top of Mt. Etna in Sicily. I will try and remember to write about Mt. Etna when we get to the letter E. <br />
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I thought I'd join in with ABC Wednesday this go around. I know I'm writing this on Thursday so please forgive me. I like to think better late than never...right?<br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Alligators</span></b> immediately came to mind when I thought of the letter <b><span style="color: red;">A</span></b>. I find them fascinating. My favorite place to visit alligators in Texas is at <a href="http://tpwd.texas.gov/state-parks/brazos-bend">Brazos Bend State Park</a>. It's about an hour from here and my son and I went hiking there 6 or 7 times this past Spring. It's too hot now. I think I heard them say on the news this morning that the "feel like" temperature is 109 today. That's with the temperature and the humidity factored together. I probably won't get back to Brazos Bend until mid to late October when it finally cools off a little. I'm getting too old to hike in the heat.<br />
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We like to hike around the lakes and keep an eye out for alligators. They come in all sizes. My son took these photographs.<br />
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We even spotted some babies. I believe these were probably a couple of years old.<br />
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Thanks for letting me join your party. I'm hoping this way I'll stay on track and post at least weekly for 26 weeks.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-84070722606787415252017-07-10T11:06:00.000-05:002017-07-10T11:06:51.631-05:00Photobucket...I have no account!Suddenly a couple of little boxes appeared on my blog saying, "Please update your account to enable 3rd party hosting." The box came from Photobucket. I noticed the background I had for my blog was gone. Years ago I picked out the background at http://aquapoppydesigns.blogspot.com. As I recall it was free and I had it on my blog for many years. I never changed it. I probably used html from her site and it drew it into my blog via her Photobucket account? That's the only thing I can think of right now. <br />
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Yesterday I went to Apple Poppy Designs to see what was going on and her blog was covered with the photobucket boxes saying, "update your account." It made reading anything on her blog impossible. Today I can no longer get into her blog. It says it's by invitation only. I know the Photobucket thing isn't her fault, but she's probably heard from a lot of people. She did nothing wrong. I did some online research and all over the Internet people are upset with Photobucket. They went from free to charging $399 overnight. People are deleting their accounts. You can see what people are saying <a href="https://www.google.com/#q=photobucket+com+p500">here</a>. I guess if she deletes her account it will make the Photobucket thing on my blog go away?<br />
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My problem is that I do not have a Photobucket account. My background came from Apple Poppy Designs and I believe she would have to update her account (pay $399) or delete her account. Since she did these backgrounds for free I don't think she's going to pay that kind of money. I know I wouldn't. I don't need the background. My blog is fine without it. I'm just not sure how to get rid of the annoying Photobucket notices.<br />
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If someone knows what to do please tell me. I've had my blog this way for so long and I'm not exactly computer savvy. I'm afraid if I start messing around I might make things worse.<br />
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Suggestions please.<br />
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I decided to spend my Saturday working on a couple of doll projects. I really need to be outside trimming the bushes in the front of the house, but it's so HOT!<br />
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I decided to work on some lemonade for my doll's lemonade stand. I've been wanting to do this for a while, but I was having trouble finding the supplies I needed. I make drinks with polymer resin and I couldn't find the correct color dye. I spent some time researching on the Internet and people were talking about using alcohol ink for dye, so I headed to Michael's and picked some up.<br />
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I took a picture of the pitcher and a few of the glasses of lemonade that I made. The rest were in a safe cat proof place drying.<br />
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I used clear beads and some chunks of clear plastic that are sold for decorating tables for ice. I think the chunks might be called scatters? Anyway, they worked well. The lemon slices are actually erasers that I bought at Dollar Tree many years ago. They came in a bag with lots of other little eraser things that I threw out. I bought the bags for the lemon slices! I haven't seen them in Dollar Tree for years and I'm almost out now. I probably put too many in the pitcher. I wanted some to float on top but I put them in too soon and they sunk. It needed to set up a little longer. Oh well, I don't think my dolls will notice.<br />
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In case you're interested I found directions for making doll food and drinks about 14 years ago on a site called <a href="http://pannikins.homestead.com/new.html">Pannikins</a>. This was before You Tube videos and other online directions. I still find this site to be my favorite. There are great directions and pictures and although they're for doll house scale (1:12) most are easily converted to 1:6 scale. Sadly, the lady died but her son has kept the website up. Her name was Mary Eccher and she was a very creative and talented person. Take a look at all the food and drinks she made!<br />
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After the lemonade I worked on my dolls' game room. This has been a work in progress for years. Reid had someone save the games at Toys R Us because he knew they were the correct scale for my dolls. They were models of larger game tables that they sold. So, my dolls had to have a game room...right? In recent years there isn't a very good selection of sticky Contact Paper and that's what I use in my cabinets for wallpaper. I had originally used this paper for a doll bedroom, but it just didn't work. Then I decided to put the doll bedroom in the space where I had the game tables and move the game room to the old doll bedroom. Did you follow that? Anyway, this paper works better for a game room. I'm still not crazy about it, but it will have to work. Today I covered the floor with another roll of contact paper that I thought went OK with the paper on the walls. Now I'll have to decorate the walls with the kind of signs you'd find in a game room. I took a quick picture of how it looks today. Eventually it will get finished.<br />
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Of course, this is just a preliminary picture. They would never be in the game room without adult supervision in a "real" picture.<br />
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So that all kept me busy today. Tomorrow afternoon I have to go up to Spring, Texas which is about an hour from here to pick up some chairs that I bought at an antique mall. I never liked the dining room chairs that we had and have often thought about replacing them. Then last weekend I saw six chairs that I thought were perfect, but I could only fit three in my car. So, tomorrow Reid will go with me and we'll pick up the rest. Then I'll try and sell the original chairs. Wish me luck.<br />
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I'd better run...<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-62888037226024351902017-07-04T10:22:00.000-05:002017-07-04T10:22:27.008-05:00Celebrating the 4th of July......and remembering one of our most important freedoms.<br />
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I. Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion,
or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of
speech, <u>or of the press</u>; or the right of the people peaceably to
assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.</span><br />
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Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-57199112265317691432017-06-10T10:38:00.000-05:002017-06-10T10:39:42.566-05:00Happy World Doll Day!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I couldn't miss an opportunity to celebrate World Doll Day. You can read the history of World Doll Day <a href="https://www.rubylane.com/blog/categories/dolls/the-history-of-world-doll-day/">here</a>.<br />
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I've noticed that the hobby of doll collecting seems to be diminishing. Here in Houston there will no longer be a doll show. (There used to be two a year.) Brick and mortar doll stores are becoming a thing of the past. When was the last time I saw a child holding a doll in the grocery store or mall? Now they all hold phones or some other kind of mobile device. For the most part my fellow collectors seem to have gray hair. Is our hobby fading away?<br />
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We have to save our passion for dolls! I love my dolls. They're a wonderful escape. I enjoy sharing photos of my dolls with other people. I guess I'm not the traditional collector. I collect mostly the Vogue Ginny dolls that I grew up playing with in the 1950's. I don't collect mint dolls mainly because I want to "play" with them. I enjoy saving the "previously loved" dolls. I love setting them up in scenes and telling a story. I've always had a very active imagination and I guess my dolls fuel that imagination even today.<br />
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My dolls back then...<br />
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(Some were my sister's dolls too!)<br />
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Some of my dolls today...<br />
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I still have my one childhood Ginny. (She's been re-wigged.) She still holds a special place in my heart.<br />
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Some miscellaneous pictures of my dolls...<br />
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My sister and I had the above tin kitchen back in 1952...<br />
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That's my aunt and me on Christmas Day.<br />
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My mom with her dolls...<br />
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I guess a love for dolls ran in the family!<br />
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On World Doll Day 2017 I invite everyone to come out and play!<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-14870852724174489932017-05-26T11:45:00.000-05:002017-05-26T12:05:33.468-05:00Disappearing...Oh dear, I told myself I'd try and post at least once a month. Time just slips away. I also spend way less time online these days. Some days I barely have enough time to quickly take a glimpse at E-mails. If I skip a couple of days my box is full and it takes forever to weed through it all. I've tried to unsubscribe to a bunch of things, but still can't resist getting updates on eBay auctions.<br />
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I joined a local genealogy group this past year. I was hoping it would inspire me to work on that more, but it hasn't. However, I've done a little research and learned some interesting things about family members. (You would think that would motivate me!) I have one female relative that graduated from NYU Law School in 1925. At that time none of the all male law firms in New York City would hire women as lawyers. Women weren't considered smart enough. In fact, they weren't even allowed to take the bar exam until after women were given the right to vote in 1920. I can't help but wonder what motivated her to even try this career path. I also discovered that my mother-in-law was a key witness against the New York City gangster Dutch Schultz in 1935. I found lots of old newspaper articles. I do enjoy learning more about family members than just their date of birth and date of death. I like to learn their story too.<br />
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I've worked on a few projects lately. Our oldest son will be 48 on May 31st. I've had his Wonder Horse out in the garage for many, many years. I finally decided to restore it. I sanded and spray painted the base and then did some touch ups on the horse's body. I plan to use it with my Patti Playpal size dolls in the doll room. Now I need a Western outfit and a cowgirl hat.<br />
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I'm the Queen of unfinished projects. I can now scratch this one off my list.<br />
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Of course, I always enjoy "playing" with my Vogue dolls. I recently subscribed to a <a href="http://www.paperminis.com/">Papermini's</a> <a href="http://www.paperminis.com/other-scales/fashion-doll-books-wilkin.htm">Eloise Wilkins book club</a> monthly kit in 1:6 scale for Ginny. I put together the first book and had Ginny pose. She fell asleep while reading. Can you tell?<br />
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My doll friend Sharon made that adorable Sunbonnet Sue quilt for Ginny's bed. I love it!<br />
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I almost forgot. I've been looking for a Renwal Super Big stove for my Ginny's kitchen. A while back I found the refrigerator and sink at an antique mall. I finally found the stove on Etsy for $32 plus $4 shipping. I was thrilled. That was just about my limit as far as how much I was willing to spend. Recently one sold on eBay for over $100 when a couple of people started bidding against each other. I thought it was crazy. Even $32 is a bit much for a piece of plastic. I love my new doll kitchen. I raised the appliances with a black baseboard so they'd be a little higher.<br />
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The kitchen reminds me of my mother's kitchen in the house my parents built in 1947.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-55639236884512316982017-04-17T09:40:00.001-05:002017-04-17T09:42:30.851-05:00Easter In the 1950'sI have been spending very little time online lately. We have a small window of opportunity when it comes to the weather and the occasional lower humidity/lower temperature days. One of my favorite places to go is Brazos Bend State Park and I've probably been there six times in the last month or so. It's an hour from here, but well worth the ride. Lots of walking trails and I really love it, but not when it gets real hot! Then I walk inside at the mall.<br />
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No time for an Easter scene with my dolls this year. I know I've shared some of these before, but I thought I'd stick a few up here anyway.<br />
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And I thought I'd share a little Easter in 1957. Yes, this is how we dressed. I remember when there was no mall and we had to go to Newark, New Jersey for our Easter outfits. It was always a big deal to go shopping for our complete outfits...dresses, hats, gloves, shoes, etc.<br />
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I hated to have my picture taken. Can you tell? Do you like the hat I chose? It looks like a plate turned upside down.<br />
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This is my sister in her Easter finery. She was two years older so she got to wear stockings. There were no panty hose back then. She had to wear a girdle so there would be those funny clip things to hold up the stockings. Does anyone else remember? I guess she picked out her hat too. I think her hat is a little more attractive than mine.<br />
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That's us with our neighbors...Johnny and Diana Ingemi. Gosh, I had forgotten that even some of the boys wore hats.<br />
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I hope you enjoyed my little trip down Memory Lane.<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-60421999064953286422017-02-16T16:17:00.000-06:002017-02-16T16:21:29.094-06:00Welcome to my doll room...<br />
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I have had a couple of conversations with some doll friends about organizing dolls and doll "stuff." I thought I would share some photos of my doll room here because I ended up taking too many to put in E-mails.<br />
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For me it's impossible to totally organize my doll room because I have way too much "stuff." I started collecting vintage Vogue Ginny dolls, their clothes, accessories, furniture, etc., 20+ years ago. Then things started to snowball. I found I enjoyed setting my dolls up in scenes so I started looking for Ginny size "stuff" when I was out and about. I'd find things in antique malls, resale stores, dollar stores, discount stores, etc. Often people on doll lists would post about their latest find and I'd find myself running around looking for that particular item (even if I didn't really need it). I don't do that anymore.<br />
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Over the years I've tried to purge some of the "stuff" by cleaning out and sharing it with other people, but I still have too much! I recently had another purge, but it really didn't make that big a difference. The reason I sometimes have difficulty finding something is because there's too much. I rarely buy "stuff" anymore and have tried in recent times to concentrate more on the actual dolls and their clothes. I regret having gotten involved in collecting Chatty Cathy, Ann Estelle, and a few other dolls. I wish I had just stayed with Ginny and her family, but I don't want to get rid of those other dolls right now. Perhaps someday.<br />
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This is my doll room as of February 2017. I hope that in a year from now there will be a lot less!!! I have all these ideas for scenes in my head but only get a handful completed. I know I really need to purge some more. Time will tell.<br />
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My doll room has a lot of built in shelves and cabinets. On this shelf I store books and reference materials. I also have one of my favorite props on the top shelf. My doll friend Judy gave me that school bus some years back. You might have seen one of my back to school scenes in the past. (NOTE: To see better you can click on all the pictures to enlarge.)<br />
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Below the books I have storage containers and some small drawers with odds and ends. (I haven't organized and labeled those drawers yet.) You'll be able to read the labels if you enlarge the pictures.<br />
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This shelf holds my Ann Estelle family and my Betsy McCall family. The books are some vintage ones I've purchased, some from my childhood, and books my kids had growing up.<br />
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The cabinets below have doors and hold some of my vintage Vogue dolls along with a few other vintage dolls and some reproduction Vogue dolls. I try and keep most of the vintage dolls protected from light behind closed doors. I need to work in these cabinets and get the dolls all organized.<br />
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On this side I have some of my kids' Fisher Price toys that I saved from their childhood, the Hallmark collectible pedal cars that were a good scale for Ginny, and the vintage Superior tin kitchen by T. Cohn that I found on eBay. It's almost identical to the one I had as a child and came in the original box with all the kitchen accessories. I was thrilled when I found it at a reasonable price. Below that I have smaller plastic containers holding doll shoes, socks, hair ribbons, head bands, etc. I've got them all labeled. On the shelf below that I have some Ginny trunks and a few odds and ends that I didn't get photographed.<br />
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Next to those shelves I have another set of shelves holding some of my dolls' clothes.<br />
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On another wall I have two large cabinets that I bought at Home Depot years ago when they were on clearance for $50 each. I knew they'd be perfect for scenes because the shelves are deep. My scenes are mostly in a state of disrepair and I need to get then organized again. In the second photo I've been working forever on a game room and another bedroom and hope to get them completed soon. That cabinet also holds a lot of the dresses that I hang to keep them from getting too wrinkled and dolls that are waiting to get dressed or repaired, or dolls that are waiting to be placed in a scene.<br />
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I store a stable (after all this is Texas and they might need a Western scene) and a church that I've been wanting to use at Christmas for the Children's Christmas Pageant scene that I've been mentally planning for years. Now I'm thinking about having a wedding too.<br />
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On that wall I also have a couple of cabinets that hold dolls that are more collectable to me and that I leave in their original clothes. My life size dolls are still dressed in their Christmas pj's. I do intend to change their clothes before next Christmas!<br />
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Scattered about the room is my doll carriage project. I used to weave baskets and bought the reed to fix this little resale store doll carriage, but haven't gotten around to finishing it. I haven't been 50 for many years, but my mom gave me that pillow on my 50th birthday and I've kept it all these years. The basket holds more of my kids' Fisher Price little people. I just can't get rid of them!<br />
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On another wall I have more rooms set up in some shelves I bought at Target years ago. They were deeper than bookshelves and were modular. I had intended to buy more, but Target discontinued them much to my disappointment. There's a utility room, living room, bathroom, bedroom, garage, and kitchen. I attached Plexiglass with Velcro to keep the cats and dust out.<br />
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Next to that I have some drawers that hold "important" things that I might need for scenes.<br />
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These little drawers sit on top and hold small odds and ends. I've tried to label everything, but couldn't come up with good labels for these odds and ends, so when I can't find something I'll look here first. :)<br />
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Then I have this bench in front of the windows. Normally, the boxes aren't on top. Inside the bench are other things for scenes but I couldn't open it to photograph without moving everything.<br />
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Then I have another set of drawers holding my dolls' kitchen accessories and food. Some of the fake food I bought and some I made. Some years back I made food and drink items for my dolls and would like to do it again. There are so many great directions online now!<br />
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On the top I have small drawers holding kitchen things and another container holding grocery items and ice cream.<br />
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I have some other food and drink items on one of the other shelves that I forgot to show earlier in this post.<br />
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In the middle of the room I have my Chatty Cathy doll family. They need some work too. Quite a few are still dressed in their Christmas clothes. I have a habit of putting stuff down there and I need to get that all picked up too.<br />
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They are standing on some very old drawers that used to hold greeting cards in stores. There were racks that stood on top and held the cards for customers to look at. My brother-in-law gave us these two sets of drawers years ago when he worked for a greeting card company. Over the years we've painted them a couple of times.<br />
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In the drawers I keep more props and accessories. <br />
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Yes, I have too much "stuff." I just have all these scenes in my head that I hope to set up someday. (You have to admit that I have a very active imagination.) In the one drawer I can see one of the greens for the miniature golf course I envisioned for them. That was a Dollar Tree purchase some time back. Next to that is the circus items that were also from Dollar Tree. Yes, I was going to have a circus too! There are lots of ideas in those drawers. See why I try and stay out of Dollar Tree now? I also don't visit the resale shops and antique malls much anymore. Fortunately, the local doll shop went out of business.<br />
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That's my doll room as is looks today. Somewhat organized, but not totally. Perhaps by next year there will be less!<br />
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P.S. I also have some things stored in a closet upstairs. I've packed up most of my modern Vogue Ginny dolls and their clothes and keep them up there. YIKES!<br />
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<br />Bettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09068151073417372746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29495863.post-38426610518773524462017-02-13T16:10:00.000-06:002017-02-13T16:20:10.259-06:00The Doll's Valentine's Day School Party<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="color: #e06666;">Yes, another holiday and that means another doll post.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #e06666;">Welcome to my world and Valentine's Day 2017.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #e06666;">It's time for the school Valentine's Day Party.</span></b></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><b>Jeremy used the opportunity to try and get on Sister Anna's good side.</b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><b> The kids all enjoyed exchanging Valentine's Day cards and eating lots of goodies.</b></span></div>
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Getting some last minute Christmas baking done...<br />
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Christmas will be here before you know it and my doll family headed out to the Christmas Tree Farm to cut their own tree.<br />
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They picked a big one and it wasn't easy getting that tree in the truck.<br />
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Everyone pitched in and helped.<br />
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Before you knew it they had it secured.<br />
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Mr. Jeff gave a generous tip and said, "Merry Christmas!"<br />
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Everyone in the Vogue Doll Family (and Muffie) has the Christmas spirit. It's easy to catch this time of year.<br />
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I would have sworn it came sometime after Halloween and before Christmas.<br />
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Two weeks ago I saw this at the mall while mall walking. He waved at me.<br />
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He probably wasn't busy because most people weren't expecting to see him yet. I know I was surprised! This past Friday I actually saw a couple of children sitting on his lap, so I guess the word got out.<br />
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Right behind Santa's backdrop is a huge candy display. Lots of candy for sale. I thought to myself..."thank goodness my kids are grown." They would have been waiting to see Santa and begging for candy. Clever marketing.<br />
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I guess most kids have never seen Schweddy Balls on Saturday Night Live.<br />
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Happy Poo Year? When I think about you I touch my elf? Toro Balls?<br />
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I guess I'm showing my age. When my kids were little they never would have had a candy display like this next to Santa!<br />
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I guess nothing should really surprise me anymore.<br />
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Maybe next year Santa will appear before Halloween! I guess it's only a matter of time.<br />
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I worked at Gimbel's Department Store when I was in high school. Back then Santa didn't appear until AFTER Thanksgiving. Of course, back then there was no such thing as Black Friday and stores DID NOT OPEN on Thanksgiving Day either.<br />
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Thank you Marshall's, TJ Maxx, and Home Goods for running ads on television this year announcing that you will be closed on Thanksgiving Day. Sounds like a good idea to me!<br />
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This past weekend I went to the Christmas Home Tour in Friendswood. The Friendswood Garden Club has been having this tour the weekend before Thanksgiving for 50 years.<br />
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It's fun going through the different homes and seeing how they're decorated. I took a few pictures outside. This house had a snow machine, but you can't see the snow in this picture. It was a nice touch. Fortunately, it cooled off this weekend and we're now wearing long pants and light jackets. Snow didn't seem that out of place at all! Last week it was summer and now it's practically winter. Winter to us anyway. <br />
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At one home the husband had a couple of old cars on display. There were presents in the back of this car, but I didn't get a picture.<br />
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Another house had an old car out front with packages in the trunk.<br />
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And Santa driving!<br />
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I've been trying to get some things done and I haven't been online much lately. After Thanksgiving I'll have to get busy decorating and Christmas shopping. I plan to do most of my shopping online.<br />
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Happy Thanksgiving! Stay home and enjoy the day with family and friends.<br />
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