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Meet Blythe doll #1, I say #1 because I have another one on order. I took Blythe to the doll club meeting yesterday, but didn’t get a chance to introduce her. I suspect she will come with me again to the meeting in November. We meet once a month.

Things never turn out like we think they might. My experience through life has been to roll with the dice. I had started to explain about items I had brought in to share, however, there was so much to cover in a two hour period, that I simply didn’t have the time to talk about the fall, October, November, when we in North American celebrate Thanksgiving as a yearly holiday. October for us in Canada, and I believe it is in November for residents of the United States.

Sitting with Blythe 1 is a pin cushion my sister knitted for me while she watched TV with me and chatted. Something I have not mastered. I do one or the other, but not at the same time. =^_^= For those of you who will ask, that is an upside down Chinese skull cap, and that is the pigtail hiding off to the side/back.

The Blythe doll, is an artists “toy” she wears a wig, that we can change, her skin comes in different colours, and you can buy different coloured eyes for her. The artists who play with her actually do her makeup, redo hair, dress her (her body is smaller than her head) There are two screws at the back of her head, so that you can get at her eyes.. the lids come down and you paint on those too.

So why the second doll. Because … I want to take this one apart, and play. That is what creative inquisitive individuals do. =^_^=

There is a saying or song.. Life is but a dream…. in mine nothing is impossible. Some discoveries are more fun than others, but all are interesting and worthwhile.

Make each and everyday count.

Oyashikiri

Comments on: "dolls" (2)

  1. My dad once told me that if you take something apart, and have pieces left over after putting it back together, that just proves you are smarter than the guy that made it in the first place. That’s what I keep telling myself.

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