Mail call! Take a note Joann's, you motherless apes

I can't be bothered to remember names so most delivery people are given nicknames. The UPS guy is "Not Not Gil"; the couriers are "Drunkie," "Methuselah," and "Dr. Giggles"; and the mailman is "Daddy-O." These are all the ones that are work-related only. The home editions are laced with profanity.

In any event, Daddy-O brought great joy yesterday. He hand-delivered it to me as well, instead of leaving it by the mailboxes in the basement or leaving a slip to force me to pick it up at the post office.

Ta-DAAAH!!!


My Blythe carrier bag from Junie Moon! All this time I thought it was Gentle River on the side and I had reservations about ordering the bag since I don't have a GR. It's actually a very lovely redhead Kenner. I'm happy with that. It's a very good size and easy to carry. I'm actually carrying ZEB in there right now, along with the Saffy and DB bodies. I can tell right off that I will break those zipper pulls within a month but I will try to be careful.

The Blythe box underneath it isn't for me, it's my friend's doll and was part of the same order. As much as I wanted to, I didn't even try to open it. Pat on the back.