Hooray ! All my MH ghouls and guys are out of the two space-heater
boxes and on their bleacher-shelf. My two bleacher amendments really worked.
Three strips of cardboard, wrapped up in a half-sheet of copy paper and secured
to each row gave them a cushion that boosted them up so they could sit straight
and not kick other dolls, and long elastic loops secured them in place, as a
sort of shared group seat belt. Still doesn’t help the dedicatedly floppy ones,
but I put them in the back row, so the wall could prop ‘em up a bit. I hate
that the elastic seat belt shows, especially on the bottom rows, but it’s that
or deal with them falling over all the time.
One of my DracuLauras
suffered a broken finger, possibly during the move, possibly cat related, but I
had a spare hand of hers, so it wasn’t tragic. I’m so happy to see them all, to
have cleaned and brushed their hair, and spent time with them while my guys
napped. It really was another grey day, but I had lots of fun with ‘old friends’
!
We decided to splurge on
fried chicken take-out, with lots of leftovers, for a late lunch. I was all set
to order the 12-piece-two-sides family dinner with a gallon of sweet tea, but
they had the 10pc.-dark-no-sides special on the marquee. So I got 20 pieces of
chicken, two sides, and the tea, for $2. less than the twelve-pack deal. I’d
worry how just us three would eat that much fried chicken, but Dearest Son has
been applying himself, and enjoying it ! Teen age boys can eat their weight and
look around for snacks fifteen minutes later. Beloved’s planning on packing a
couple legs for lunch tomorrow.
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