Showing posts with label Mummy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mummy. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Hail, Ganesh*!*

  What began as an email among intimate friends and family has become an immediate sensation. All hail Genesh, the unforgettable, all-powerful lord who opens all doors and destroys all obstacles within his midst. I'd coveted one a very long while as my grandmother loved elephants, so did my neighbor, Pat Provident. There is an elephant museum in Gettysburg where I had taken Mummy and Theresa. They have an old-fashioned peanut warmer and paper bags of peanuts for sale that are the best ever. It's like being at a circus at the turn of the century. Their elephant collection rivals Pat's. I have an enormous elephant ring of Mummy's that I wanted to give to Pat, but they're both in The Great Beyond. That's probably how I scored the Ganesha box from the fabulous fellow who sold me my wolf goddess pendant. I think he figures me good for She Cernunnos after selling me the box made of real semi-precious: amethyst, calcedony, carnelian, garnet, aventurine, bloodstone, red jasper, sodalite, turquoise, and yellow agate. I've got an unusual malachite formation inside that reminds me of the mushrooms from Fantasia only silky emerald. I got the roly-poly Ganesh from The Emporium in Jim Thorpe years ago one Christmas. After years of searching I'd found my Ganesha. I have an elephant that I'd found in a box of Cracker Jacks a couple of months after Grandma passed away. Good news already, I've reserved my room at The Yellow House Hotel. My friend, Unique, says he's moving to Schoolhouse Plaza, (an old school), which is more good news. The lady with the Dracula tees did not have the sizes nor the shorts, but I got some other fab stuff from her for two dollars. TTYL, watching Kojak...

 

Friday, May 22, 2026

More & More Magical


   Another perfect day, this morning Doug, who hired me, said that he wanted the souvenir shop to shine like the top of the Chrysler building. Of course, I was the only one to catch the allusion to Annie. Lucky, I had Daddy Warbucks, Albert Finney is a favorite, on my first tour. I was able to get the witches an Inner Witch cauldron love candle complete with a rose quartz love cat, Rosey. Maybe I should've gotten the money candle, but I'll have to get that one for Blue Witch because I love the way this one smells with jasmine, sandalwood, and ylang ylang. Plus, it's a real reusable cauldron perfect for future doll magic. I also got a handmade pipe, the Peruvian ocarina, that matches my Gelfling Halloween costume. I can wear it around my neck. Mummy brought me a Kokopelli stained glass windchime that hangs in the dining room from her trip out west. Then I stopped at the awesome greenhouse by the cave and picked up a gorgeous chenille hanging basket for the front porch. I haven't gotten one of those since I worked at Meder's. I still had money for a soft pretzel. I think that Fabulous Fellini Paper Dolls will be my next publication at Barnes & Noble as they're ready to roll. I deleted my Amazon account, and the witches will be HEXING them, for sure. Sorry I missed Suesday. We stopped off at Shiner's obelisk and Island Pizza for the first time, good pizza! 🍕 Thanks Mummy, Grandma, and Daddy Warbucks! ✨💖✨

Sunday, March 22, 2026

Dreams 3/22

 3/22


  I was going through my Easter basket; Mummy was with me. She asked me what I was going to do with my hydration station and the twenty-five dollars that she had given me. I told her that I’d probably buy more clay. She asked how many dolls I could make with a block of clay. I told her, three. She said, “That’s good!” Then Ron woke me up banging on my door with Frankie. I gave him the finger and slept on the couch. 


  The second dream took place at an aquarium. Mummy and Becky Galbraith were there. Becky and I had made up. There were enormous hatchet fish, and I showed Mummy how big they were with my hands. I was looking for a bathroom when a guy from the group pointed out some barbs, sleek black fish. 


  The third dream should’ve been epic, but I am so sleep deprived. It began alongside the car in a parking lot on a class trip to a fair. I had lots of girlfriends along, but none that I recognized from real life. I wanted to make an old-fashioned plastic mermaid. The female vendor told me that it would cost ten to thirty-five dollars. I said that my money was in my bag in the car. My girlfriend said that she’d lend me the money. The vendor was showing me plastic bags filled with odd things: emblems, Mucha sorts of designs, and other old-fashioned stuff, but nothing like the little mermaids that were supposedly do-it-yourself from a pressed mold, I presumed. The last bag had a polished bronze relief of Neptune fixed to a piece of clear turquoise plastic, something like a little fishing rod, a tiny compass, and other brassy fixings. I took that one. My teacher or chaperone, a tall white middle-aged man, was talking to somebody about canceling a loan. I passed a big bin full of things like a navy-blue wool stuffed elephant. We were heading towards the car when Ron had the actual gall to wake me up again. Then he asked me for breakfast. I told him that I’d fix him a middle finger sandwich along with a thank God Dana isn’t running away omelet.



Monday, December 15, 2025

Dreams: 12/15

 

  12/15

  So many dreams to report from the snow, luckily Arthur woke me up after five for the first. It took place at Monster High. It was very modern and loaded with mean girls. There were three Bigfoot girls who were named something to the order of Marisol Poxi. They were each very different, but all tremendously huge. They were well over seven feet tall and very strong and muscular. The main character was a lavender color with short platinum blonde hair. She wore a mini skirt. Raven Queen from Ever After High was there too, saying that she wasn’t evil. Supposedly there was a contest, who was the most evil? The Bigfoot girls all wanted in on that one. Skinny Smalls had black licorice laces for legs and needed a walker. She was also pale purple with a platinum bob. The main blonde Bigfoot escaped to a club with a manster. I am not sure what he was, maybe green, but he was skinny and dwarfed by the Bigfoot. She said that he must like the smell of beer because the Bigfoots reeked of it. He did. 


  Next I was having lunch in a dimly lit rather nice tavern with Beth from the Letitia Penn Doll Club. We had a toddler girl with us. It was a good time.


  Then I was back in Mummy’s kitchen, sitting at the table with Amber Pavuchak from high school. I asked her if she remembered meeting me in fifth grade through Sharon Petrozza. She didn’t. We were in band. Sharon and I played flute, and Sharon called Amber her best friend. Amber played drums and bells. She pointed her sticks at us. Then I asked her if she remembered getting babysat by my Aunt Janet; she did. Aunt Janet, and everybody else for that matter, preferred Anne and thought that Amber was a brat. I told Amber that it must be hard having such a wonderful sister.


Dana's Dreams


Dana's Dreams Two


Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog


Monday, August 18, 2025

Arthur

  Houdini is his first toy. Arthur came with his name, but Houdini would've suited him as he slips out of his harnesses. No wonder Mummy liked me best when I was sleeping. I'll likely finish The Complete Poodle cover to cover. Arthur is no show dog, but it is fascinating. It was written by a lady who bred champions at her kennel in the fifties. Ron's friend says his Golden Doodle is the best hunting dog he's ever had. Poodles were originally retrievers fetching ducks and geese from the water. Hoagie was a Collie Golden Retriever mix and loved the water. Arthur likes getting baths in the sink and vacuumed. Shiner used to attack the vacuum until he was so old that he was going deaf. Arthur never lets me out of his sight. I have to break him of that because he barks as soon as I'm gone. Lucky his bark is not nearly as loud and obnoxious as Shiner's. Shiner used to jump up and bark in the face of any stranger that tried to speak to me. Jacks are something else. David King, from Greenfields Puppies in Leola, Arthur's breeder, has a brother-in-law as a neighbor with Jack Russels. David also has adorable Basset Hounds. 

 

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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