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Over the Moon

  Absolutely over the moon with my new Himstedt, Tilly, from 2003. I know, I said my third 2005, the Egyptian, was my last, but I'm back to a proper coven of Himmies and want the Nepalese boy now too. Himstedts are never a disappointment. They had some late Summer and Winter Kinder at The Doll Outlet, so I got to see them in person. I thought they'd be bigger like the Atlanteans. Tilly is perfect, not too big or small. I got her NRFB thanks to getting outbid on another and selling a Cissy, aka Doll Magic. *Thank You, Grandma, Aunt Tilly, and Mummy!* I've sold seventeen dolls in the last ninety days, all sorts, and bought five, so I'm getting better. I usually sell one and buy two. Two are big Himstedts though. The Corpse Bride is on the way. I only spent a dollar more than The Mattel Shop because she is coming to Amazon in September like Beetlejuice and Elvira. Hope the toy hacks lose their shirts. Frankie says forget Tilly, he loves the box. Stay tuned, I'm having my coffee but just got some adorable shots of Arthur. He is so sweet. TTYL... 

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Mummy's Treasure #14 (Kirk's Folly, Tangerine Quartz, & More...)

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Antique & Vintage Jewelry For Sale

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1 Cm Gold Watermelon Tourmaline Teardrop Ring, Antique, & Vintage Jewelry For Sale

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Dreams 6/1

 This dream began at dawn in an empty parking lot. Mummy was there, she had packed my car. I was leaving for a brand new job as a nanny and tutor for a child. When I got to the house my employers, a young couple in their thirties, had unpacked my car and put my things in their exspansive and crowded attic. I had an unbelieveable assorment of belongings, a lot of which supposedly belonged to my grandmother. After my things had all been stowed away in the attic, the disgruntled husband decided he no longer wanted to hire me afterall, too much baggage, I guess. His wife was not as upset. Packing my things back up was such an ordeal that they brought in three other adults to help. The things, both mine and theirs', in the attic consisted of a lot of vintage and Asian things including: a gigantic aquarium full of lots of African carvings, driftwood, and dry moss, Christmas decorations like angels, books, macrame, bolts and folded material of all kinds, knick-knacks, chests, and loads more. I was tired of going up and down the narrow wooden stairs. At first I was pretty peeved at the father, but after awhile, I just wanted to get out of there. It was dusty and stuffy. 

Dreams 4/14

 

Dreamed that I was in my grandmother's bedroom in front of her dresser mirror. My hair was long and auburn and pulled back in a top knot. I wore a beautiful long silk floral dress and put on a full length coat. I had two very heavy bags of books to carry. 

Ghost Stories I

Ghosts I

I have a fascination with death; I really can't understand why everybody doesn't...considering... These, are my ghost stories. I have a lot of them, so I'll tell them in order of occurrence.

The first ghost I saw was my grandmother. We were very close; you could say she was my favorite person at the time, I was seven when she passed. She was an artist, and she made me dolls. Her name was Leona, which she hated, so she signed all her work as Lee, my middle name, and where I got the pen name. I was sleeping... having a nightmare. I would always wander off, so my grandfather would tell me Old Jack Cack with the sack on his back was going to get me. My grandmother would scold him for that. In the nightmare Jack had just tossed me into his sack when I awoke my grandmother was standing over me. She was filmy, like a fog.

Psychologists would say that it was a grief induced hallucination that my brain projected to solace me. It is sometimes referred to as The Old Hag dream. Ghosts are often perceived at the foot of the bed or standing over the dreamer. But...here's the thing to it, and why I can't buy that: my grandmother had expression, she was not some thoughtless phantom; she was surprised that I could see her. Now, how or why could I have imagined that?

I have had a couple of students with similar grandmother stories; in fact, there was a soldier who I was connected to on Yahoo! whose story is nearly identical to mine. I always was in touch with the other world, but this was my first encounter with a ghost. So, I have never questioned life after death, I know. And as for many things, I have my grandmother to thank for that.
These are Grandma's paintings.

These ghost stories go way back. There are a lot...