1977. Or somewheres around there. The Daddy-o makes my sister a smokin' hot awesomesauce dollhouse.
I'm telling you, it was the bomb diggity. You need to see a picture of it. I looked and looked. Mom: get right on that and dig up a picture, would you?
Imagine: 3 stories, spiral staircase, wrap around porch, yellow,shag, carpet, people.
So I've pretty much had it in the back of my head that I'd make one for my little girl one day, too. Maybe not shag carpet- but you know, awesomesauce.
Ana's Dream Dollhouse plans sealed the deal.
It's pretty much all I've been up to the entire week.
Measuring, cutting, pre-drilling, cussing,
and so forth. It's taken over my bedroom, and it's taken me forever. And it's not because I insisted upon watching Vampire Diaries at the same time. I'm telling you, forget Edward and Jacob. Because it IS ALL ABOUT Damon & Stefan.
I am not obsessed.
But I digress.
I have been soo excited to do this project. And yet, and yet--
I hate this project. It's been a pain in my behind. It's not about trying to watch Vampire Diaries and work at the same time, okay?? Gosh.
But I'm glad, nay, overjoyed, to tell you, that the construction of this dollhouse is DONE.
And I've got ginormous plans for decorating it. And this, I am excited about.
Check out my butt. Shingles. Hee.
Grab my butt. Shingles. Hee.
If there were points for maturity, I just lost, like, 50.
Yep. Big plans for decor.
Wanna see how big this bad boy is? 'Cause Ana's picture up top there doesn't really show ya.
It's pretty much massive. Fingers crossed it even fits in her room.