DOLTON

Today's picture is of some of the fairies that live in TuMani (these live in my bedroom)--some of them are mine and some are Jaime's. I finally got tired of them falling of the shelf or being pushed of the shelf by other residents. I think the others thought since they had wings they should be airborne.

The girls are finally gone for the weekend. I helped them pack the car and finally got them out of the house about nine or a little after and they made it to the hotel about ten thirty. I wish they wouldn't wait until the last minute to decide to do things. Last night about nine thirty I was helping Meg make sushi to carry. They also carried cups of noodles and sandwich fixings and a case of ginger ale. Food at venues is so expensive and all hotel rooms now come with microwaves, coffee makers and tiny refrigerators so everybody takes stuff. I myself have a problem giving three dollars for a soda :(

I made it up to the Crossings this morning for a few minutes and took some chairs and couches that I had been promising the residents I would bring them. I also carried a can of black spray paint to freshen up the paint of a couple of black concrete kitties . I have plans on doing a little painting in what we refer to as my "workroom" this weekend. I have moved all of my stuff out of the room except for the cedar wardrobe which has the winter coats and it has to stay. The wardrobe belonged to my mom and for years we moved it from one room to another until it finally found it's home in that room when we built on about twenty or so years ago. Mama had the whole cedar bedroom suite. The head and foot are in the attic and Jaime has the chest of drawers. I bought a cedar chest some years after she gave me the rest of the stuff. She said the cedar was to be given to Jaime someday. Of course with our limited space I bought a single bed for Jaime ten or so years ago and Meg also has a single bed---but one day when they have houses of their own I am going to load them down with furniture. The chest of drawers that Meg has also belonged to my mom---I gave it to her for Christmas or her anniversary one year. I can't remember when but she wrote it one the inside of one of the drawers. The bad thing about it---the top drawer still has some of my dad's stuff in it. Mama never went through it and neither have I--even after all these years I still feel as though I am snooping. I did find a place in the house for the bench that Donald gave me---I am now using it as the piano bench---it is a little longer and has a back and that is what I like. The piano bench I have behind a chair in the living room with one kitty carrier under it and one sitting on top but it is the perfect height to use to sit the sewing machine on so I don't have to sit in the floor to sew. I believe at sixty I am too old for that----okay getting down there is no problem but the getting back up after sitting for several hours is.

I have promised a couple more dolls that I will take them out of their plastic prisons over the weekend. I have a sparrow man I haven't opened. I don't know whether to put him with all those girls or whether they will beat him up or their could be a hair pulling cat fight over him---stay tuned for the results :)