My Real Life Baby Doll

Fifty years ago, Santa brought me a baby doll with a wooden cradle. When my folks moved away from my childhood home, it was one of the things I chose to save. It always has a quilt or a blanket folded in it, waiting for a chilly night.
Steve, Ash and Lexie stayed over the other night in order to leave early for the airport. Steve asked me if I had anything Lex could sleep in. I couldn't think of anything and suggested just piling some blankets on the floor. He thought of the cradle in my room. At first I didn't know what he was talking about, then we went in and looked. I supposed it would work...

hehehehehe, she barely fits. I guess I have come full circle from baby doll to grand baby!

3 x Taylor Swift's right arm = 1 of my arms.

 I know she's darling and all, but I  couldn't get this connection out of my head. Honestly, did they fotoshop her right arm to appear so skeletal!

My son, the fooze.

I need to introduce all of you readers to my wonderful son, Barry.
He has a blog named the fooze.
When he was just a little toddler, my silly-lovey name for him (do you also invent those?) was foozerfay...I know you are all thinking "where the heck did she come up with that"?
Well, as I remember, it had something to (vaguely) do with the novel Watership Down, only in that, foozerfay was a whimsical, magical, nonsensical sounding silly, lovey-name. Anyway, Barry has remembered it and used it in the more adult form of, the fooze.
The reason you need to read his blog is that he is often the family photographer, chronicling our family history. He has posted some darling pictures of my grand daughter Alexa and the rest of the family!    Since I can't find the time to write my blog lately, you can look at his for things I would post if I had time.
His writing and photos of other topics are also entertaining! And he's very handsome as his pictures show! And he's a high jumper! And I love him! So check out his blog for all the things I am too lazy/ tired/ busy to post!

A typical email that my poor friends are subjected to regularly.

 Written Sunday the 5th Dec. 2010
hey on the 22nd there's a free performance, no tickets needed, just get there 45 min early. It's at 12:15, YOU WANT TO GO WITH ME? damn caps lock!
hahaha or else I just yelled, "YOU WANNA GO WITH ME!!!!!" HAHAHA anyway, we could go to lunch, relax. let me know. Also signed up to get Sundance tickets, I'm trying to go this year, always wanted to go, better now than never! I have everything up cept one village, need to make the "frame" for it so bought the styrofoam but it's such a mess and to do it on the deck, too cold today. oh well I did get my stove cleaned, all beds finally made(from last weeks visitors) lots of shopping online and in store done.( yeah, I'm the one teaching the "Keep the Sabbath day holy" lesson in 2 weeks)
hope you had a nice rest today, that really was a generous thing to do for your ward members, you are a good person!
I am so emotional lately, saw a stray cat today in the office depot parking lot, had to struggle not to think about it and not cry, read about all the f----n pedophiles in the paper yesterday and again just felt hopeless, little boy stood up in testimony meeting and said they were getting kicked out of their trailer. He comes out to church every week by himself, he's 12, I cried and felt powerless. Then I saw this preview for a Sundance Festival movie, A Small Act and I felt better. All you can do is one small act at a time, just make sure you do them. Like you and your roasts ; )  love you, Cathy