The bell rang about 3:30 today. I think, nuts I'm in my pj's and fuzzy robe. I'm talking to Mr. Glen Oaks' son's mom, the call waiting is going off. So it's the mail man. (Embarrassing)
I take the little brown box, I see the return addy label and I
yell, "It's Virginia!!". Liz says (after her eardrum stops trobbing) "who's Virginia, a neighbor?" I say, "No, I gotta go and open this box!".
Well let me tell you girls, she's an adorable little dolly. She's perfectly prim from her head to toes. She's hugging her own
little gingerbread that's painted and cinnamonny (not a word I know I just made it one) and her apron says ' Gingerbreadblessings' . Her hair is a jumble of red wool braids with with ties that match her black red and cream tiny square homespun. Her tea stained muslin apron has
straps with buttons and a pocket with a heart from the dress homespun. She's wearing black pantaloons (sorry, Virginia I had to lift your skirt up, no one saw).
I had found a camera in the bottom of a box of fabric in the rubble of the craft room and I thought "Hoooray" and promptly went about photographing Virginia and my other past giveaway wins. I started to take photos of the antiques from Prudence House and some auction stuff I picked up and the battery croaked. Ok, now this camera is about as old as I am and I can't possibly find the ac cord or usb to charge this thing. I don't even remember this camera. I give it to Mr. Glen Oaks when he gets in from yard work and ask him to see if he's got a cord that will work from his 5,000 usb cables that he keeps. He finds one and guess what? No photos, there's NO MEMORY CARD. Figures. Don't worry gals, I'll get a camera even if it's after Christmas.
(I don't dare expect one now)
If you can please visit Traci at York Mountain Primitives.
She's trying to get our help with a fellow blogger that needs
it. She's having a Silent Auction for this little penny rug
Susan
Vintage graphics from The Graphics Fairy blog
