tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266235396368261074.post1920435066177741614..comments2023-10-25T01:14:34.461-07:00Comments on You've Got Maille: Happy Birthday, I Hate YouDeanna Lackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17480571317311122702noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266235396368261074.post-68538827918043940082009-03-11T04:16:00.000-07:002009-03-11T04:16:00.000-07:00Ha Ha, You may have already seen this work:http://...Ha Ha, You may have already seen this work:<BR/>http://midgesmind.blogspot.com/<BR/>but that's where a lot of those lost shoes end up! :)GetSilveredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11011512115332991543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266235396368261074.post-9103722906204704682009-03-10T15:40:00.000-07:002009-03-10T15:40:00.000-07:00You're gonna love this... I was never much of a d...You're gonna love this... I was never much of a doll person either. Truth be told, I was (and still am) a tomboy. My Mother fought to turn me into a little lady, so she bought me dolls. One year I received a Barbie doll AND her friend Midge. I didn't really like them because what I had really wanted was a G.I.Joe.<BR/><BR/>So. What's a child to do? Well, I grabbed one of my Mother's emery boards and carefully sanded off all that eye shadow. Each doll received a brutal haircut. And then, because I didn't like those unsightly bulges underneath the army outfits I made them, I sanded them off.<BR/><BR/>At some point, my Mother just gave up and bought me trains and trucks.:-) MaryLouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11954014428370461835noreply@blogger.com