So I've been spending a bunch of time at the doll store with Wendy. It's good for her (I'm a very calming influence) but BORING for me. Not that I really had anywhere else to be, though. You see...
I've been getting caught up with my friends who'd been
hiding out at DDE, and one afternoon I had Madera over for coffee. We got to talking about the house and everything.
Madera fell completely in love with the house, and I don't blame her, it is a pretty nifty one. Anypixie would be proud to live here, and that got me thinking.
Madera has lived here for a long time, but she's never had a house of her own. I've had tons of houses. And I'm getting one at the end of August from that
police auction thingy.
My
wall house is done so I have somewhere to stay while I'm waiting for the auction. So...
I told Madera she could buy the house from me, if she wanted, including the bookstore in the basement. She completely flipped out and she's so excited. I think she's going to have a lot of fun running it, and I told her I'd be just a phone call away if she needs help with anything, but I think she's got it handled.
It is a pretty cool house, and an amazing opportunity for Madera. I hope she'll enjoy having her own house and business. She deserves them.
But this left me at rather loose ends. No book store meant nothing to do.
I tried to be self entertaining, hanging out at the doll store with Wendy.
And ended up taking a nap in the wigs. (comfy!)
So I'm bored.
Very.
Very.
Bored.
But today Wendy said she had just the perfect solution. And maybe she did.
It's a remote control truck! Cool, huh?
It does a lot of things, and I love it.
It is very fast, and it'll go over just about anything.
It took me a little bit to get used to the controls, but I think I've got it now.
Wendy said to have fun and keep myself entertained. And I did.
I built myself a track. Just a little one. Tiny little track.
Around one of the legs of the "wig boutique".
I figured no one would even notice it. Kind of out of the way and all.
My little race car LOVED the track.
It had some tricky, hairpin turns but I got going pretty good on the straightaways.
Well, until I had my wreck. My truck wasn't hurt at all, but the noise called Wendy's attention to my track and she told me I had to take it down. Something about being a "hazard" and an "obstacle" something "people could trip over!"
Whatever.
I tried to be self entertaining. And Wendy said she appreciated it, but that it seemed to her that I was just the kind of pixie who needs something to do. Like a job. And she said she knew just the thing.
Well, we'll see. 'Cause if it doesn't involve becoming a professional remote control car driver, I'm not sure I'm all that interested. I'll let you know what she came up with as soon as I know.
Also, there'll be a Fawn update soon. I just need to convince the kid to let me get pictures of her. Working on it.
- Miri
