Dr. Frankendolly, I presume

I am pleased to report that Lea 1.3 is Finally Here - safe and sound. 

Momma had to call American Girl last week when Lea 1.3 hadn't arrived yet. Apparently she hadn't even left yet!

Sigh. 

Lea 1.3 was sent out immediately and she arrived today. Thankfully her head now matches her body. No more farmer's tan!

Lea 1.2 will begin her sad journey back to Wisconsin tomorrow. 

Now, a quick observation on the AG Hospital and its recent quality control. 

Lea 1.2 arrived with the right head with pierced ears, but wrong body and limbs. She arrived with the standard hospital gown, socks, certificate, and doll-sized Get Well Card. Lea 1.2 also arrived with a tiny little hospital wristband. 

Lea 1.3 arrived with the correct head with pierced ears, body and limbs - phew! She also arrived with the standard hospital gown, socks, certificate, and doll-sized Get Well Card.

However, Lea 1.3 did NOT have the tiny little hospital wristband, but she did arrive with Lea's earring set which Lea 1.2 did not! 

Now, Momma and Lea 1.3 both prefer the earring set to the plastic hospital wristband, but come on AG. Little girls are counting in you to return their Vinyl American friends home safe and sound.

Please take a minute to double check before sending dolls such as Lea home. 

Frankendolly

I honestly don't know what to do. 

Should I laugh or cry?

Poor Momma sent her Lea into the American Girl Doll Hospital for total replacement. (Clementine and I were the only dolls to survive The Fire - all the others were either melted or unsalvageable.) 

Lea was the only doll Momma found that was recognizable. She decided to replace only Lea due to the happy memories of attending Lea's Jan. 1, 2016 release at the AG Scottsdale store with my Big Sister and I. 

So off Lea went last month after Momma got her Income Tax refund. 

Lea returned home today.

Snigger.

Someone at the Doll Hospital put Leah's lovely medium skin-toned head on a light skin-toned body. Poor Leah looks like she has a farmer's tan!

Momma called the Doll Hospital and Leah 1.3 is on her way.

I don't know who I feel sorrier for: Lea or Momma. 

Hats. Why did it have to be hats?

I can see already that Lea is going to be trouble.

T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Momma got Me a Fun Fedora yesterday at the American Girl Scottsdale store, but what did Lea do last night?

She stole it.

I admit she wears My Fedora with panache, but really.

The word fedora comes from the title of an 1882 play by dramatist Victorien Sardou, Fédora being written for Sarah Bernhard. Bernhardt played Princess Fédora and wore a center-creased, soft brimmed hat. The hat became fashionable for women, and the women's rights movement adopted it as a symbol.

It dropped in popularity in the late 1960s and early 1970s, but Indiana Jones re-popularized the fedora in the Indiana Jones moving picture franchise.

No one messes with Indiana's hat, and they better not mess with mine.

Karma chameleon

Checking out Lea's Rainforest House ($395). The Lea
slumped in the chair is the newest member of our Vinyl American family.

Boy, talk about what goes around, comes around.

Momma's wallet was stolen in November. The banks were quick to replace what was stolen from her accounts, but her gift cards?

Gone.

All the stores said there was no way to replace them since Momma had not bothered to write down any of the numbers on any of the gift cards.

Sadly, that included the more than $100 in American Girl gifts cards that Momma was planning on giving my Big Sister for Christmas so she could choose her own 2016 Girl of the Year Lea Clark on the release date.

Momma was devastated and told people on Facebook of her loss and disappointment.

That was when her friends (and some fans of My Blog!) stepped in and sent Momma more than enough cash and American Girl gift cards to cover the stolen AG gift cards.

So off we went early this morning for the 10 a.m. opening of the American Girl Scottsdale store and Lea's release.

After paying for Lea, we went to get her ears pierced at the doll salon.

That's when Momma spotted a small wallet on the ground at her feet. Thinking it was an American Girl accessory, Momma picked it up and casually glanced in it - only to discover is was stuffed with currency. Leaving my Big Sister and I in line, she went to find an employee.

Just as Momma started telling an employee what she had found, an emotional young girl rushed up saying, "That's mine!"

Boy, that felt good and one of the few times Momma could honestly say, "I know how you feel."