Tuesday, August 27, 2013


Twinkies have been tasted and the verdict is in: they are yummy.

“Yum city!” to be exact, as my four-year-old granddaughter declared. Even after several weeks, she still dreams of eating another.

“I crave them so much, I wish I had them every day,” she says.

As I mentioned in a previous blog, we were planning to introduce the grandkids to their first Twinkies, something we always enjoyed in our youth (along with Ho-Ho’s, Ding Dongs and Cupcakes). After all the brouhaha regarding Hostess and Twinkies being discontinued and then brought back on the shelves again, the focus on this legendary treat intensified, and when little Grandson heard us talking about it, he kept repeating the word “Twinkies.” It apparently was fun for him to say, and that got us thinking about how “deprived” the grandkids were. Not that that’s a bad thing; their mom makes sure to make healthier goodies at home, such as zucchini cookies.

“They are wise to me,” she says. “I put vegetables in my treats. But they still think they are way better than any store-bought snacks.”

Even so, the sugary, total junk food cakes-in-a-wrapper proved to be a hit. Granddaughter polished hers off completely, while her little brother ate most of his, leaving about ¼ of the cake and a large glob of cream-filling on his face. We got some cute pictures of them posed with the Twinkie box. For privacy reasons I won’t post them, but let’s just say that if Hostess used them in their marketing campaign, they would probably make a bundle!

After cleaning the kids up, Grandpa put the box away and later took it out of the house to give away to friends. We, along with the kids’ parents, did not want to make this a habit. After all, we ARE concerned about promoting good nutrition. But for a once-in-awhile thing, it was fun for them—and us (even though I didn’t have any, thanks to my low-carb eating.)

Still, I don’t think the kids will ever forget their first Twinkie tasting. To this day, Granddaughter points out the package whenever she goes grocery shopping.

“She finds it every time,” says Mom.

At least she doesn’t ask to buy them.

And I think Grandson may even consider the whole event somewhat of a spiritual experience. I heard that for days afterward, when asked what he was grateful for during his bedtime prayer, his answer was simple:

“Grandma, Grandpa, Twinkies,” he said.

Ah…Oh well, at least he named us off first!


Here’s a tip when trying to get a good picture of two cats: Don’t have two cats.

I walked into the room and saw the kitties sitting on the floor in the sun, facing each other and looking so cute! I went to the other room to get my camera, calmly walked back, got down on the floor at their level, aimed the camera at them, and in the split second it took to push the button, Brisco got up and Bowler turned away and STARTED to get up. So THIS is the picture I got. AARGGH! Cats. 

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Re-wigging Faithful Friends Heidi Ott Doll, Friend to American Girl

My Faithful Friends doll has had a makeover!

The Faithful Friends are 19” historical play dolls that were sold at Target in the 1990’s. I found one named Beth several years ago lying on the ground at a garage sale, dirty and naked, with her blonde hair cut to shoulder length. She had such a pretty face, and for 50 cents, I couldn’t pass her up. I had no idea who she was but finally identified her with the help of an online doll group. They were designed by Swedish doll artist Heidi Ott, and the collection included four main female dolls—Beth, Maggie, Ellie and Hannah. Boy dolls were made as well. Originally priced at $35, I learned that they were a bargain for their quality and play value. A series of four books accompanied the dolls, telling of the girls’ adventures on the prairie in 1896.

About that time, I looked on eBay and found a couple more dolls from the series, including red-haired Maggie in her original sailor outfit, and another naked Beth, this one with a REALLY bad haircut, and she was even missing two middle fingers on her right hand! But she was so cheap—probably about $4.99 or so, that I couldn’t pass her up, either. I thought I would try my hand at re-wigging her, but never got around to it until now, thanks to a couple of videos by doll collector Rhonda who recently gave a review on these girls and inspired me to do it.

And here is Beth today! With her long blonde hair and cute poodle skirt and top, she is a “modern girl” for the time being. I might make a prairie outfit for her and take her back in time. Although I do like her the way she is, and she makes a cute friend for the American Girls. She has already become acquainted with them in their new kitchen, while Faithful Friends Maggie and my original garage-sale Beth hang out together across the room. I would like to re-wig my first Beth, too. Either way, I think one of the Beths will be historical and the other will be modern.

But it was quite an accomplishment for me to re-wig a doll, as I’d never done it before! It was a bit hard to get the wig off; I read directions online and used a spoon and a flat screwdriver to pry it loose, along with all my strength to finally pull it off. If anyone out there is thinking of re-wigging, don’t be too afraid to try it. If I can do it, anyone can. And the results are worth it!