Current Mood : Whimsically dizzy.
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| The birthday card Beloved Hubby got for me. Isn't he sweet ? It's what I want for everybody ! |
Thanks to several message
boards and Flickr, I’ve learned that most Heath Burns dolls have a stained
right hand from his oven mitt. Since the ones I’d seen before mine arrived were
clean and clear and yellow, I thought mine was unusual. Also, thanks to
Lyvanette, I know I can buy his replacement hands from the Mattel parts shop.
Some think this is not coincidental, but my days in believing in doll
conspiracy plots, no matter how much sense (or $ for the manufacturer) they
make, is past.
I’d already decided, though,
that I was gonna keep him as-is. I’d toyed with using acne cream to remove the
stains – I already have that stuff – but decided against that, too. For him to
be the clumsy goof self-described on the box, it would make sense for him to
have a scar or two, or at least a temporary mark leftover from his latest
fiasco. In other words, the imperfection makes him Heath, to me, which makes
him *my* Heath. My dolls don’t have to be perfect, just mine. So, unless his
hand deteriorates further, I’m leaving him be, so he can be all the Heath he
can be.
My insomnia continues. I’m gonna
be insane by Thursday…
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