A (Not So) Perfect Christmas

Even in Barbie-world, the wrapping paper is more fun than the actual present. This scene was arranged by my daughter, Sedona, all by herself. I had nothing to do with it. Except for the fabulous green couch. I made that sucker myself, and it took for-freakin'-ever.

This blog is being written with a backseat writer named Sedona. She wants to be sure you notice Barbie-dad's disgusted pose in the background. Note Barbie-mom speaking with her daughter as the teenager plays with her brand new iPod on the fabulous green couch. Did I mention that I sewed that thing myself? Yes, I did. Really. It took a long, long time, but enough about me.

Sedona likes the wrapping paper a lot (it came off some special chocolate candy she got from my husband's home town of Oswego) and the reindeer costume the littlest doll is wearing. Yes, her nose is actually red, which is fine for Christmas, but what happens when we hit summer? I guess they'll have to pretend it's a wicked, bad sunburn. Darn it, Barbie, how could you be so careless not to put sunscreen on your kid? Come on. Get with it.

Here is a picture of my guest writer and fantastic creative director: Sedona



Besides making fabulous Barbie couches I have been writing the first draft to book number two (up to page 300!) and that's why I've been absent from the blogoverse. One of my New Year's resolutions is to make a blogging comeback (as long as my kids don't get sick.) See you in 2013!