AmiraInOz

Hello dear readers, I have been introduced to the magical world of porcelain dolls by my dear neighbour Rayma (see my previous blog post). One day, I ducked into the Salvation Army thrift store and came across this girl looking sad all alone on the shelf. When I asked the man behind the counter to bring her down for me, her leg came off in his palm and he said I could have her for $3 (she was marked as $9 originally). So I gave myself a challenge and decided to buy her and fix her up. A few things about her that I don't like: her hair is CARROTS (think Anne from Anne of Green Gables), there's orange glue oozing out of her eyes, she's missing an eye lash, the dress is horrid, and yes, her leg is broken. Why did I buy this doll?  Oh that's right, challenge! Here's a look at at the loose leg. And here is a look at the pokey wiring. How am I supposed to re-attach the leg onto this?? So, I contacted my local Dolly Doctor and went to...

Hi Everyone, Today I want to tell you about a very special person in my life. When we moved into our neighbourhood and built our house back in 2003, we were the 3rd house to go up on our street so we have had the privilege to see our neighbourhood rise from the sands (so to speak). We watched as people built their homes and moved in. Some people have sold and moved on but a few of us are still here- original owner (thats us).  I got to know a darling old Nanna 4 houses down from us who moved into the granny flat with her son's family and we have been best buds since 2003. She saw me have my first born, she waved me goodbye when I left for Canada for 3 years, she wrote me snail mail while I was away, and she was here to welcome me back when we moved back. Every payday Thursday, we go out and hit the local shops. She does her groceries shopping, we have a coffee, we check out Kmart and Target, she buys her lotto and her girly mags and then she as an ice-cre...