A Snowy Morn

Montana finally has snow. It was a long time coming! It started to drift down on Friday and I couldn't be more excited. Though I'm out on the highway today for work, and it'll slow me down, I'm still excited for all the beautiful vistas I'll get to see. Snow makes everything different and wonderful.

Waiting for my bus this morning under a lovely sky.

Lots of snow! But warm in  my red coat. :)

New Cat!

Yep, this weekend my sister and I welcomed a new fuzzy friend into our lives. Meet Petzl! After looking at many cats in the local shelters my sister fell in love with this little tortoise shell. She's 2 years old and spunky. So much fun already! We've begun the slow process of introducing her to my cat who already lives here. Hopefully they'll become fast friends!

Sister plays with Petzl before we fill out paperwork at the Humane Society

I'm hoping my little snow queen will be good friends with her new 'sister!'

Might ask why the name Petzl? Well our little fuzzball loves to climb and leap. Reminded me of this company: PETZL, who's motto is "for the vertical world." She's definitely our cat for the vertical world!

Felt really good leaving the Humane Society with everyone smiling and saying "congratulations!" I loved carrying that little cardboard box out the front door knowing that this sweet little kitty had found her forever home.

A Beloved Collection! Magic Attic

When I was a little girl I fell in love with Magic Attic Club dolls. My best friend and I would pour over the pages of that catalog and count up our change and allowance to see what we could buy. Truth is, they weren't cheap, and we didn't get very far. That's one reason that it was a really big deal when one year I unwrapped an Alison doll on Christmas morning. Oh the joy! My parents had actually bought one. I loved that doll and took care of her like the treasure she was.

The one in blue was Alison, my fave

And then I grew up. I put her in a box for safe-keeping. Stashed her in my parent's attic, moved out, and moved on.

Until recently.

I'm not sure why it got back in my head. Why those days of being a little girl suddenly were so interesting again. Maybe it's because that same old best friend is back in my life and these dolls were a big part of who we were and how we bonded. Either way, all I can think of now is Magic Attic.

Each outfit came from a new story.

These Christmas dresses were favorites from 1995. I just couldn't decide which one I wanted more

 Thank God for Ebay!

Though not as common as American Girl, Magic Attic items pop up often enough and I giggle every time something knew is posted. Every dress and accessory that gets listed reminds me of the pages of those catalogs and all the dreaming that went with them. And now that my "allowance" is a little bigger (sure nice to have a paycheck!) I can actually start buying the outfits I never got.

I recently went up to the parent's attic and searched through the boxes. There, dressed in her tight-rope walking circus outfit (an all time favorite) I found my doll. She now sits in the living room in my new place and makes me smile. Getting those little outfits in the mail make me grin and feel like a kid again. That same excitement and anticipation is there. I feel like I'm 10 again. And it's wonderful. :)

In her latest attire from Ebay. :)