My Barbie experience and then some

Im pretty sure that I got my first Barbie doll in 1971, I was only 6 years old and it was the Malibu Barbie . She was very tanned and blonde, my exact opposite.

My second Barbie doll was the Sweet 16 Barbie, and I had been begging my parents to buy it for me for Christmas of 1972. Then, just a few days before Christmas, we made a stop at a store, and I saw my mother purchasing the doll through the window of the store . Unusually for me, I kept my mouth shut about what I’d seen until I opened the gift-wrapped package and noticed it was signed from Santa 🎅. Not wanting to out Santa Claus as fake to my brother, who was 4 years younger, it wasn’t until years later that I let my parents know how I’d figured out that Santa was fictional.

The doll that told me there’s no Santa Claus

I’m not sure what year it was when my parents built me a house for my Barbies, but it looked just like our house as they used bits of our wallpaper and shag carpet from the house. Barbie dream homes were just too expensive, and the personalization made my doll house special 💕

Just one more Barbie story to tell. This is the story of my Barbie heartbreak at the hands of my aforementioned younger brother and his friend, who was the lucky recipient of the entire collection .

This is the story of the crowned jewel of my Barbie collection, my Miss America Barbie doll. Technically, she was a Stacy, Barbie’s brunette friend, and I wanted her BADLY!

Miss America Stacy. I screamed so loud with excitement when I got her.

I think this happened when I was 10. I came home from school to find out that my brother and his friend, Claudine, from 2 houses down the street, were playing with my easy bake oven and my Barbies. I wondered why the whole house smelled like burning tires,only to be told the most heartbreaking news of my little life. All of my Barbie heads had been melted. Mom tried her best to open the easy bake oven, but the damned thing was on a timed lock, and there was no rescue for any of them . And yes, was the response to my only question, “What about Miss America?

The very next year, I sold the entire collection, house, and all to Claudine’s mom for Claudine and her little sister for 200 dollars that served me well during our European vacation.

So,will I see the Barbie movie?

HELL YES! It’s like it came out just for me!

Had such a great birthday dinner

Apologies for the less than sharp photos 📸.

Yesterday’s festivities began for me around 330pm when I was finished applying my face and my fragrance and was ready for my mom and husband to each put in my earrings simultaneously. It was a big laugh, and this was taken just after, hence the largesse of the smile.

Ready for my reservation

We had a 5pm reservation at my favorite Italian restaurant and had to pick up mom from her place before dinner. I never thought that I’d miss something about being shut down for covid, but I do miss being able to order delivery from this place. Now that everything is back to normal, it’s special occasion food again. Because this little restaurant got very popular. In no small part due to the dish that I had last night.

From left to right birthdays 07/07,0709,0716. Our favorite waiter is a fellow cancer ♋️

They do a canneloni stuffed with fresh crab and lobster in a rose cream sauce that if push came to shove,I would fight for. And I consider myself a passivist. It’s my favorite meal in town. I’d eat it daily if I could. And I’m about to thoroughly enjoy the second half shortly. But not before mentioning the tiramisu cups that came for dessert gratis, and thank you very much for that ,so light and creamy. It was the perfect way to end the meal 😋. Had a tad too much of my summer cherry aperitif, so was in bed early,where I promptly passed out in the middle of the bed,forcing the hubby to sleep in the second bedroom. All in all, a perfect day.

I’m a cancer ♋️ ,I grow on you

It’s smack dab in the middle of my birth month! As a matter of fact,it’s officially the day before my birthday, or as we call it Birthday Eve. Hubby had his birthday 8 days ago, and Mom has hers just 7 days later , so July is a big month for celebration around here, beginning on July 1st for Canada day 🇨🇦, and ending a tad early on the 26th for my yearly toast to Mick Jagger for his big day.

So it was very unfortunate and unwelcome to have had the back go out and even more unfortunate that it caused problems with my bowel. My back was so bad that I was unable to have a movement for 2 weeks and I finally called an ambulance to take me to emergency where I was promptly given an enema and a lecture about never waiting for more than 4 days to 💩. Not a fun or celebratory event, by any means, but it was a relief. When my back finally felt better, I realized that it wasn’t just the bowel that took a hit, so I’ve finished my first day of antibiotics for a UTI.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! I hope 58 brings better health for longer and some travel, even if it’s local travel, and some gawddamn fun! Because I deserve it 😌

Ups and downs

So, my back is 95% better, my energy is up, and I’m almost ready to add exercise back into the mix and have apologized to Boo for the last post where I let slip her weight. She has yet to forgive me.

Unfortunately, my husband’s knee has gone all catywompus. He played 18 holes yesterday on his already questionable knee, and it decided that it was enough. Now it’s on strike.

Just heard cnn say North Korea launched a long-range missile, so gonna cut this short to find out more.