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Sunday, October 14, 2012
At least I got an apology from Tessie for "disturbing the pieces". Note the spelling... Yes. She was talking about the ruckus that she caused a couple of days ago, whilst throwing a hissy fit in my work room....
No offer to clean it up or compensate for the damage....Just a simple "Sorry about that." Then she went on her merry way. I guess I will be cleaning up after her, once again.
I have other things to put on the wall of the booth, but I needed a Phrenology chart, so I went to my handy dandy Bing images section....I am amazed at the number of different ones there are. There must be a lot of people that like reading bumps on heads. Also interesting is the variations on what certain areas mean...
I printed one out for Junior Tessie to use in the booth. Don't ask....I haven't solved the mystery yet, but last night I looked in to see how it was going and....low and behold, Zofi and her gold table were nowhere to be seen!
Just now, when I typed Junior, Tessie stomped on my fingers and made me cross it out...
She then announced that she had paid a goodly amount and got back what was rightfully hers.
I didn't have the nerve to ask how much...She and Zar have spent the morning searching for ancestors with the Ouija board. I am not sure what the purpose of that particular exercise is. Rich relatives that may have left Tessie something to pay off the fortunetelling booth?
I am very pleased to report that the one thing that Zofi left behind is a success. The Chinese lantern(metal) stuck to the book light(plastic) Is stuck fast and the light shines nicely through the silk panels. I haven't installed it permanently yet, but it looks pretty good just as it is now.
Anyway, I don't have time to look for Zofi right now. The kids are coming over for BBQ in a little while. I will try finding her later. I imagine that Tessie zapped her someplace to keep her quiet...Probably somewhere in the no man's land that I call a laughingly call a work room.