Wednesday, November 26, 2025
Monday, November 24, 2025
Sunday, November 23, 2025
More Ebay Sales
Shop Sales
Thanks for a fabulous year on Ebay! Besides Arthur and three fab Himstedts, I got to spoil my Best Witch in Gettysburg for our birthdays and retreat to The 1777 Americana Inn. As a thank you I've marked more and more things on sale for the holidays: handmade art dolls, original watercolors, antiques, and rare books. Your generosity will be shared at Christmas at Joanna Furnace and The Letitia Penn Doll Club Christmas party. I'm making my shopping list for Thanksgiving. I'm making corn pudding from an early American recipe in my new cookbook from Conrad Weiser Homestead. I made it to the Ms with my Christmas cards. I'm also reading Punch The Delights and Dangers of the Flowing Bowl that Ron got me for Christmas last year from Pottsgrove Manor.TTYL...
Thank You! 🦃
Friday, November 21, 2025
Maxwell Mansion & More
Wednesday, November 19, 2025
Tuesday, November 18, 2025
Friday, November 14, 2025
Monday, November 10, 2025
Friday, November 7, 2025
Thursday, November 6, 2025
Tuesday, November 4, 2025
Monday, November 3, 2025
Vic is Home, KONG, & More
Arthur has now eaten two harnesses. He likes to chew. I had a ten dollar off coupon and two dollars off with my Pal's, so Arthur got a heavy-duty KONG po po harness for eighteen bucks. Thanks Hoagie and Shiner. After yesterday's doll show Countess Po' Ass appreciates it. The forty-five-dollar harness complete with pockets for stash, was on clearance sale for twenty-eight bucks.
Trying to catch up. Halloween will go away tomorrow. Ron is a persnickety rooster bully who says I don't contribute, so I have to keep his MOUF stuffed. There might be a Martin in the backyard. Something spooked Arthur the other night. I was thinking that could be anything: a skunk, fox, or coyote, but we've discovered a very odd hole. Ron thought it could be Little People, but it might be a Martin. Still shop my sales, I'm working on it, but want more money for the Leticia Penn Doll Club's Christmas with its early dollhouse theme. I had twice as much money for the doll show yesterday, thank You, and I had twice the fun. 🍂TTYL...🍂
Sunday, November 2, 2025
Vulcan
Vulcan, my Samurai Betta, is so awesome. He shares my beautiful Roman tank with four black neon tetras, a couple of frogs, and two enormous emerald cory cats. It's hard to believe that my first samurai, Tam Lin, a white one, had only lived a couple of days, and I thought I'd never get another samurai. That was when I had my cube tank in an outside corner of the house. I have no problems with it since I moved it. Julius has been sharing it with Oscar and the Glo cat, Govinda. I still have Lennox, my Black Orchid, in the Druidic tank. He's a killer though, alone with the rabbit snail, The March Hare, who seems to be working out.
I'm working on Hot Blood. Brother Norton has become something of a local celebrity with his newfound falsetto. He was neglecting his housekeeping duties, so the abbot had him helping with the sheep. He lost two lambs. The Lancaster doll show is today. I hope we can make the early bird. I'll try to get a video, but no promises with my new computer, a purple hp laptop that I really like. Anyway, I just had to try to snap a picture of Vulcan napping atop the mossy driftwood. I actually reviewed Samurai Betta at PetSmart I love them so much. I will be there tomorrow with my ten dollar scratch off coupon getting Arthur a harness he can't chew up. Lucky, he doesn't wander off. He chewed up his Buddy ID tag. He also loves eating paper and notebooks. Guess Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wasn't such a bad name, although Houdini would've been better.
Saturday, November 1, 2025
Dreams 11/1
11/1
I dreamed that I was at home in the house where I grew up. My Aunt Fawnie came out on the porch and kissed me. “They took California off of us,” she lamented. I told her it was full of commies anyway. Then the house was under siege. Frankie was there; I tried to scoop him up in my arms and run away with him, but he escaped my clutch. I had a machine gun and was shooting men in their heads. Their brains were splattering, and I was thinking, good, another one down. This dream was all Ron’s fault, always hounding me with his political bullshit that I don’t give a fuck about.
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A crystal junkie, some of my favorites have come from India. I recently discovered Himalya Quartz on Ebay and ordered the top pink and gre...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...
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2/8 Terribly sick again last night, so loads of dreams to report. I have to go through my notebook and figure out the four pages of p...

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