A Christmas Storybook: Gingerbread Christmas Troll
When I was 12 years old, these troll dolls were all the rage. Most kids asked for Barbie Dolls, and then there were the odd ones that asked for trolls. Guess which type I was? (LOL) I would spend hours brushing their long luxurious hair and dressing these to fit the day. For Christmas 1969 my mother made a whole box of tiny troll clothing for my trolls, including cheerleader outfits, nurse uniforms, and even a mermaid costume. At one time I had about thirty troll dolls, some larger, some smaller. I even had troll jewelry. This little Gingerbread Troll is the last of my collection, and always reminds me of the 70's. Between these and my "smiley face" collection I will readily admit it, I really was a seriously goofy kid!
You collected Smiley Faces? hmmmm, that is almost a friendship breaker right there. But you have a lot of other good qualities and you overlook the very few bad qualities like I have, like when I speak. Okay, I'll keep you.
Curious are we? I guess you are if you are looking at this. Or perhaps you saw me giggling in some dark corner. Yes, I really laugh a lot. Wish I had a nickel for every time I've been asked that online. Irony is everywhere and most things considered serious are the things I laugh at the most. I believe in life the only truth is unconditional love, all else is vanity. Search and you will find me. In the National Archive of Newspapers. Looking over the produce at Piggly Wiggly. In a gallery or gift store near you. Standing behind you in line at the post office. You never know when I'll ask you "Can you help me start my car ?...I have jumper cables." You probably know me already, you just haven't MET me yet.
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You collected Smiley Faces? hmmmm, that is almost a friendship breaker right there. But you have a lot of other good qualities and you overlook the very few bad qualities like I have, like when I speak. Okay, I'll keep you.
(LOL) Allllriiiiiighty then. I'll overlook that comment as well. I'm friendly that way. :)
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