Author: The Jody

My aunt just emailed me to comment on the earlier blog entry about the Barbie Doll. Yes, an adult can own a Barbie. She is correct. I do use Junior as an excuse to buy a LOT of items at the toy store that I want. Like the Grinch Colorforms set long ago mentioned in the main Dump. I just think the Barbie would be obvious. I do look at those fancy designer Barbies sometimes and think “If Richard Simmons can collect them, so can I” but I really don’t have the time, energy or money to start buying them up. They are pretty to look at, at I am reduced to a 7 year old every time I see the display.

I only had one Barbie as a child, my sister and I shared it, actually. It was a hand-me-down from the younger sister of the Aunt who just emailed. We played with her all the time. If that particular doll was mint in the box today, it would be worth a LOT today. I think she was like only the 3rd or 4th model to come out. She looked a lot like Lucille Ball.

Just found out at lunch that the whole ice cream social thing? There were tickets available to the contractors in the HR department. Problem is, they didn’t TELL anyone this. “Oh, didn’t you get the note in your pay stub?” “Well, I think I would have noticed that.”

While it would have been better to be able to take part while the band was playing and all the decorations were up, etc., apparently my ticket is good any day next week for a “make-up” sundae. I’ll keep you updated.

p.s. Went to the mall but didn’t eat anything there. Go figure!

Oh man, I wish I had a daughter. Not that I’m against boys playing with dolls; I’m not, I’ve even purchased one for him. But Sign Language Barbie is a Barbie, which is a slightly different category. I think I’ll get her for my niece. Unless my sister is reading this and already has one on order.

I’m feeling bad for myself right now, and even though I know it’s silly, I still do. Maybe I’m just ready to have a day like that.

You see, we’ve hit one of the downsides to being a contractor. Today the company where I’m working is having an ice cream social. They’ve even hired a brass band to play 4th of July-patriotic-type music. Everyone got a ticket to make sundaes, and raffle tickets to win ice cream-related prizes. Well, everyone except the contractors. So I’m sitting here, and as close as I am to the cafeteria, I can hear the crowds, the laughter, and the brass band. But no ice cream for me! See, I told you it was silly. I can go out any time and either buy or make my own sundae. I think it just stresses that when you are doing contract work, you really are not part of the organization. And this is the part of working for a company that I like most. Oh well. That’s life in the big city. I’ll treat myself to something this evening…Junior is spending the night with Daddy so I may go hang out at the mall or something. Maybe I’ll treat myself to an Annie’s pretzel.