Op-er-a-tion, op-er-a-tion…

op-er-aaaaa-tion just now….

come on, sing it with me.

k…..maybe not.

So like most moms, my mom saved (or made me save) a few things from my infancy so that she could one day pass them on to me for my children.  One of the things she saved was a doll from when I was very young. Now that I think about it, I don’t know exactly when or from whom I got it. If I remember correctly, though, there is a picture of me during my second Christmas (I was about 14 months old) holding this doll and sitting on a rocking horse in front of the tree. With that said, you can imagine the kind of condition this thing was in when I pulled it out a few weeks ago.


Yep, that’s the doll. All 26-ish years of here.

Naturally, after looking at this thing, I was worried about exposing my daughter to it…drool stains and all. I wanted to just toss it in the washer but that wasn’t really an option because of the wind-up music box inside that calmly chinks “rock-a-by baby”….or it did. Well, it still does but somehow two of the notes are ear-piercingly out of tune.  How does a music box go out of tune? I mean, it’s just a rotating barrel with knobs that pluck a few metal bars.  I’m stumped. 

I really wanted to conserve the originality of this sentimental doll but then I got thinking.  I didn’t want my daughter to grow up singing that song out of tune. It would drive me crazy.

Which brings me to the operation. As careful as I could, I removed the music box and stitched the slit from the removal and the hole from the thingy that you turn to wind-up the box. It wasn’t the most perfect sewing job but I’d say it turned out pretty well for a doll that is close to disintegration.

Here is the back of her before I finished her stitches.


Now, without a music box, she could be tossed in the washer.

And this is the doll after.

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Yes, I’m sad about the music box but dang, look how much better it looks!  A success. But the whole out of tune music box is still gonna drive me crazy. Seriously, how does that happen?

Landlord fail

Are you beginning to see a trend?

There are two sets of blinds in our place that need replacing.  We were kind enough to give our landlords a month to come up with the mere what…$20? $30? to replace them.  Of course after waiting a month we never heard from them so I sent a kind email reminding them they needed to do the repairs. She asked for the dimensions of the windows and I sent her the following:

60 wide x 48 inches high and 35 wide x 60 inches high

This morning she showed up…unannounced (I hate that BTW) with the blinds. She obviously had no intention of installing them but after she offered we just said we would do it. That was mostly so it would just get done.

HOWEVER, after a closer look at the blinds I realize she didn’t get either one right. What should have been 60×48 in. she got 65×48. And what should have been 35×60 she got 35×48. Uh, yeah. Can we read? Or something?