Hat Plays Dolls

So my mother spent this year DESPERATE to see the Disneyland Main Street Electrical Parade before it goes away again (August 20th), but our usual sort of Disney trip (five to seven days at a Residence Inn, with one or two guaranteed Break Days where we don't do anything, just sit in the nice air conditioned pet-friendly hotel with our feet up, eating sandwiches, because I like Disneyland but not direct sunlight and Mom is in her 70s) was... not in this year's budget. The trip we just got back from (two nights at the Motel 6, one and a half days in the park and 16 hours in the car with a cat) wasn't exactly in the budget, either, but like I said, Mom was desperate. The parade was part of our Disneyland experience through basically my entire childhood, and we were there for the original farewell season back in 1996.

So we went on a financially ill-advised little vacation that did not leave us relaxed and well-rested but exhausted and laden with photos.

And naturally, I took dolls. It's a stupid little thing that makes me happy, and I'm definitely going to have to make some easier carrying cases for future trips, because my choices so far have been gallon-sized storage baggie (worked well for Twyla, acceptably for Abbey and Heath, not so great for Mouscedes's hair) and an old My Scene Barbie wardrobe case (worked for Neight and Elissabat, barely fit Hexiciah alongside Robecca, easy to search!), but this time I wanted something sturdy AND close to the right size, and opening a cardboard box slows down the bag search line. Annoying.

Who did I take and what ridiculous dialogue story am I telling with them?



( 'Recently-reconciled sister selfie!' )