Underneath it all, we're all the same. Perverted.

Colsy says: Do you think it would be fun or creepy to have a doll made in your image?

Sarah Smile says: FUN. Generally, if something is walking that line between fun and creepy, I find it fun. Partly because of it's creepiness.

Colsy says: I would probably do the first thing with it that I always do with a doll.

Sarah Smile says: Look to see if it has underpants?

Colsy says: Yuppers. Or that lovely skin bra.

Sarah Smile says: If it has boobies, do you run your finger between them? Like if it's a barbie? I do.

Colsy says: Same here.

Sarah Smile says: Is that strange?

Colsy says: It's curiosity!

Sarah Smile says: Thank god. I feel normal now. Well, not really. Not in general. Just about this thing.

My First Nudie Picture At The End Of This Post

But first, pictures of the new kitchen. Because I'm absurdly obsessed with my dishes, and therefore am very happy that the lack of cabinet space requires me to keep them all on open shelves. So now it's easier to gloat over them.

In that last photo, of the view from the kitchen window of the yard we share with the neighbors, you might be able to spot the following things. The neighbor's two dogs, who Luca just adores playing with, the fire pit, the hot tub (not to be confused with the Wonder Tub), one of 8 trucks that seem to belong to the neighbors (a household of only three people), part of the tree (upper left) which will soon have a rope swing for me, and a slice of our beautiful, warm, January sky.

And as promised (you thought I was kidding, didn't you?), and because I forgot to take a picture of the Wonder Tub itself because I was too busy unpacking all my bath toys (Poor Nick. "THAT? THAT is what I had to haul in that heavy box? MY LITTLE PONIES? How many rubber duckies do you HAVE?"), here is a picture of myself IN the Wonder Tub, and my smile shows just how gleefully happy it makes me.