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These are a few of my favorite things

First, a quarter scale log cabin made by Scarlett Frayser, interior furnishings were made and collected by me.

Landscaping accomplished under the watchful gaze of Sue Thwaite.

Ms. Mini Pressie lives in this house along with an rather famous occassional visitor. Ms. Pressie (and her consort) were very special gifts from Nan Lewandoski in New Zealand. Nan's "non-internet" friend Heather Corin is the artist. For those of you who aren't familiar with Kiwi slang (slang from New Zealand), "pressie" means "present".

Because she's definately a mini mouse, her name, naturally, had to be Ms. Mini Pressie.

Chairs and ottomans were made by Betty Thurmon, twig bed by Catherine Thomas (slightly shrunken by me to fit properly in the bedroom). The bathroom set was a gift, plastic scale from the 50's. Table and chairs are the cheapy plastic ones available most everywhere. The rugs were made by me by unraveling bunka and glueing it to cardstock. Its hard to see but there's a contour rug around the potty.....

I was giggling the whole time I worked on it :)

And, with no further ado, Ms. Pressie's rather famous occassional visitor....

her own personal Hunka Hunka Burnin Love...

Elvis Pressie!!!!

Check out those blue suede shoes! That pompadour hairdo, ruby necklace, emerald ring and, of course, his guitar. Is that a hint of a lip curl I see? He's ready to serenade Ms. Pressie.

See, he's been more occassional than usual lately, and Ms. Pressie is miffed.

More goodies from Heather in New Zealand that came to me via Nan Lewandoski.

I work (my real job) as a senior secretary at a cancer research laboratory complex. I've always wanted to make a quarter inch roombox to set on my desk. As I'm rather known for my odd way of looking at things, I decided what I needed was a scientific laboratory where the mice were the researchers and the scientists were the research subjects. I told Nan about this comic roombox and she promptly arranged with the mini mouse queen, Heather. Here's what they came up with.

That syringe looks rather wicked, don't you think? The assistant has his clipboard at the ready, but his pen is in his pocket. How's he supposed to document the treatment that's about to be given???

Nan and Heather put their heads together once again and came up with a marvelous spoof. I had been discussing with Nan about the ways some listservs were run (in a different internet in a different galaxy in a different time...no names!). I commented that what was needed was a List Mistress. Someone with courage, guts and attitude, not afraid to crack the whip when needed. I nearly swooned when I opened the next box from New Zealand.

INTRODUCING.....ListMousetress!!!!

This is so incredible in person. Note the spectacular details (not to mention "human" legs and feet on a mouse)! No self-respecting ListMousetress would be without her tiara. She's bedecked in rubies to match her sequined "merry widow". Fishnet stockings, high heal pumps, whip and attitude at the ready. I love the hole in her costume for her tail! All lounging in majestic beauty on her fainting couch. Ahhhh, finally. A moment to rest. Beulah! Peel me a grape!

ListMousetress is waiting for her loyal subject to build an appropriately gaudy quarter inch bawdy house.