My Childhood Friends

I admit it...I was obsessed with Barbie Dolls. I spent hours,days,weeks, and months playing with Barbie and her gang. My dream was to own her "Dream House", but Santa never delivered...I eventually stopped believing in the guy. If he was determined to leave my dolls in a homeless state, then heck with him! Luckily, my Mom (she was the best!) came to the rescue...probably after years of tears from me, and built a humble abode for my dolls. Ok, it wasn't exactly the "Dream House", she made it from cardboard boxes, but it was functional and cute, and I was happy. She added real carpet, funky wallpaper, cut out windows and even hand-sewed custom drapes. Barbie had a pad...and it was luxurious compared to the "Dream House". Barbie and Ken could roll around on "real" shag carpeting, and close the curtains so the nosy neighbors couldn't get a peep show.

Barbie was cool, but my favorite doll was Leggy Jill. She had long legs, long blonde hair and she was hip. You may wonder why this nostalgic post? I recently parted ways with my childhood friends. They gave me many years of joy and companionship, but it was time to part. So off to Ebay land they went and will now continue their days with new owners. Goodbye Leggy, Adios Barbie, Au Revoir Ken you handsome devil!

My Daddy bought me a horse!

Every girl's dream is to have a horse of their very own and my Daddy made that dream come true...and for that Dad, I thank you! Look at me...4 years old sitting atop my beloved Dandy Patch...the envy of all my friends. Now you may be thinking that I was a spoiled little brat whose Dad forked out a bundle of cash for this horse. You are WRONG!!! Will you believe me when I tell you that my Dad paid $2.00 for this dandy horse? True...he bought a raffle ticket from a friend and won this horse I'm sitting atop! I used this picture to make a card for my Dad for Father's Day. While talking to him on the phone, he reminded me what a crazy horse this was that bucked and wouldn't cross the railroad tracks near the stables. I didn't care...he was my horse...my Dad was a hero...and I'll forever be able to tell anyone that cares to listen, "My Dad's the best because he bought me a horse!" Happy Father's Day!