Tracy ,'The Message'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I wasn't allowed to have Barbies so I had to settle for a Midge doll.
The little girl I used to babysit for when I was 15 or so had a Midge doll. I still remember her trying to brush the thing's hair and it's head popping of, and her looking up at me with huge blue eyes nearly full of tears and "Oh poor Pidge!"
My sister lucked out with the "Chrissy" doll, the one with the hair that grew when you pressed the button in her stomach, and went back into her head when you turned the knob in her back.
Not if you cut it all off before turning the knob. t /evil
I had Batman's sidekick. But he was a BOY, which was not nearly as cool.
"Housekeeper" is not in my job description. ARGH
AND WHO STOLE MY FUCKING SCISSORS?
I know of no dolls that have my name, though there had to have been one.
ETA- I do have the bitchy girls in one of my generation's cultish movies.
So, you're saying they were wrong? <ducking AND running>
No. *sigh*
I think I might have been out of the doll phase when the Dawn doll came out. I wasn't allowed to have Barbies so I had to settle for a Midge doll. The upside is that my mom let me play with her china baby doll. I loved that doll and I was ever so careful with it. It had rabbit fur hair and eyes that closed.
I'm 38, and I had Dawn dolls long before I was allowed to have Barbies. I don't know if that gives you an idea of a time frame. Dawn was prettier than Barbie.
Oh good lord is it a name thing? Because my friend Cyn can talk for hours on end (but I loves her very much, just like Cindy).
It may well be.
Try "Chatty Cathy."You know, I have never seen a Chatty Cathy. I've only heard of them in the pop culture sense.
My sister lucked out with the "Chrissy" doll, the one with the hair that grew when you pressed the button in her stomach, and went back into her head when you turned the knob in her back.I loved Chrissy and her sister, Velvet. Chrissy was the redhead, right? Velvet was the blond?
DAWN! Hi.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAtimesinfinity.
Hmm...I wonder how many things I can put mayo on next weekend. MEANIE!
Nonono, I was laughing at the thought that I could have cookies for over a week and still have cookies.
Sure, the end result for you is the same (no cookies), but my intent wasn't mean, so I am still the nice one.
I don't think my mom ever forgave the makers of Betsy Wetsy.
Hate. Job.
But what can I do? Damn.
This year I took on an administrative job and, as a result, I have developed much better empathy for the pain of Buffistas who work in office-type settings. Suddenly I'm spending all of my time writing memos and reports that don't matter to anyone. I have to get people to do things neither they nor I care about. I have someone who could be considered my boss. I have to do stupid, tedious things that I don't want to do. The reward for finishing stupid, tedious things always seems to be getting more stupid, tedious things to do.
When I read the board in the morning now I'm always thinking, "Damn right Shrift, you tell 'em!" I used to think that she was making it up.
I liked my regular job: "Teach three hours a week. Spend the rest of the time thinking up ideas about why people are the way they are. Figure out which ideas are right." That was a good job.
I had Batman's sidekick. But he was a BOY, which was not nearly as cool.Oh, I don't know, except did you play Batman and Robin, and did your friends always try to make you be Robin? After a while, I refused to be Cindy Brady just because of the name. I wanted to be Marcia. Never wanted to be Jan, though.
I had a (girl) cousin named Robin, so I always thought "Robin" was an odd Superhero name for a boy. I didn't know at the time, that it had been a boy's name.
I do have the bitchy girls in one of my generation's cultish movies.Yes, and that was a cool movie, to boot.
Allyson, your scissors are in your top right drawer.