Thanksgiving Prep in the HFIM house

The HFIM house is a-bustle. With lousy weather forecasted for the holiday weekend, these Chicago millennials are either working or sticking close to what is now home in the HFIM house. 
Anyway...they are ALL family ----sort of. 


Only a few days away and the girl's are getting a heads up on the prep for Thanksgiving.



Barbie is using the new mixer for cornbread muffins, while Sindy gives her encouragement.


Plenty of butter and fresh corn for the muffins.


Chelsea is cutting apples for pies.


Rory asks, "What else do you need from the fridge besides cream and eggs?"



This is the last turkey dish, rolled turkey breast with stuffing inside. I just need the chilled veggies.

Doctor Ken:I'm getting ready to 'operate' on the grill. I'm in charge of roasting vegetables. What's that, Monnie. 

Monnie: Just the vegetables and stock for gravy. It's chilled now to make stuffing.



Sindy: Thanks Monnie, I needed that, is Ken working on the veggies?

Monnie: He is firing up the grill right now.


Sindy:There the last turkey in the oven. We will be in great shape for Thursday, since everyone has to work the day before. You can never make too much ahead.


Raquel and Belle are folding napkins for the table. If everyone is here on Thursday we will be over 20? We will have to eat in shifts.



Elsa: The centerpiece is lovely, Mulan. You did a great job using everything we already had from the yard. In Sweden we use wheat, cranberries and apples for seasonal decorations, and candles, lots of candles.

Mulan: We do too, in Northern China...the table needs to be straightened. We will have to wait for the party on Thursday. Meanwhile we will have to all eat in the kitchen. 


(NOISE from the living room---another fumble or bad call?)




Nemo:NOT FAIR! Bad call ref, bad call! 

Aidan: HORRIBLE CALL, it was in! 




What a game....I smell food...



That's it for today---anyone up for Pizza?


(to be continued for Thanksgiving)


All the opinions and photographs on this blog are my own, unless otherwise stated. 

 I have not been paid or reimbursed in anyway for my opinions
 or products shown, or from where I shop. 

The dolls shown are from my own and the Grand's collection as are the clothes, 
which are vintage, or made by myself. Occasionally, I falter and buy something new.

PLEASE do not use photos without linking back to this blog without my permission. 
Thank you for your cooperation, Sandi Magle

I'll be sharing at these fine parties:

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What's a Diva to do?


A miserable Saturday morning in Chicagoland


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Barbie lounging in her rescue bed, no label, found still in a plastic packing bag.

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Lounging on vintage linens with a good book.


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Barbie *no.3* lounges in an original Peignoir from the 1960's. 



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This weather definitely requires some wine?

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Is it snowing yet? View from Barbie's mini-townhouse a thrift store rescue.



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Snow on the way, more wine, anyone?

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What's a girl to do, but relax.

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Maybe a movie on Netflix? or Outlander ...sigh, it's starting to snow. (11/18/17 9:30 am)



All the opinions and photographs on this blog are my own, unless otherwise stated. 

 I have not been paid or reimbursed in anyway for my opinions
 or products shown, or from where I shop. 

The dolls shown are from my own and the Grand's collection as are the clothes, 
which are vintage, or made by myself. Occasionally, i falter and buy something new.

PLEASE do not use photos without linking back to this blog without my permission. 
Thank you for your cooperation, Sandi Magle

I'll be sharing at these fine parties:

Sandi



Vickie's Haunted Vintage:Part 8 Finale

We left our hero, Joe interrogating Gino---who was found on camera leaving threats in Vickie's trashed shop. Gino confesses and implicates the Russian mob, which forced him to do the dirty deeds.
But, Vickie has been served eviction papers, the lights and heat are off for over half the block and Vickie's Vintage is closed, and her apartment is cold.

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Darkness is perpetual on Vickie's Street for over a week. Detective Joe is no where to be found.

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Then huddled in their still cold apartment, the girl's see squad cars pull up and down the street, lights blazing. Arrests are made. LOTS of arrests are made, the papers and TV are full of stories of conspiracy, the Russian mob, bogus real estate deals and kick-backs.


Three days later,

Joe: I thought I would stop by, I saw your lights were finally on. I've been kinda busy, but your place looks great! Thanks for hanging on to my vest.

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Vickie:You sure have been busy, Joe. According to the paper, your unnamed task force brought down the Russian mob. Why did they want to acquire properties all over the north side? What were they planning to do with them?

Joe:Well, I could tell you that information,Vickie. But, then I would have to lock you up in solitary confinement until the trials. We wouldn't want that. 

Most important, when did you get back in the shop, and well these walls look fantastic.


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Vickie: The day after the  arrests, a courier came and gave me the papers for a new lease, paid up until April, and free utilities until then. Apparently, the BMR Corporation purchased all the eviction properties, and wrote us all new leases. Later that day, the management company came and made inspections and the next day repairmen were here. 

You know, Joe, I was worried about you! You didn't call, nothing?


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Joe:I'm sorry Vickie, I was busy with all the paperwork, and the evidence trail kept going further and further away and the case bigger and bigger. And, I had to relocate an informer. I'm not used to anyone needing to know where I am, besides my cat.

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Vickie: So, I don't rank even with your cat? 
Joe: Um, of course you do...you are dead even. (He smirks)

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Zoe: Why don't you two go eat, or something---we can handle the rest of this for tonight. PLEASE!


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Joe:I guess you do smell better than my cat? Um, Miss Vickie, now that you are no longer part of my investigation, I suppose we could maybe---date? 

Vickie:I expect it, Detective. Give me your gun, and I will make sure you don't disappear again.




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Vickie: Zoe and Carly, please see if you can get the rest of this sorted. The movers will be here tomorrow with the main fixtures and the rest of the stock. Give me a call when you are done and I will come and lock-up. 

Zoe and Carly: Goodnight you two! Thanks Detective Joe!

Upstairs at Vickie's place. 

Vickie: Well, Detective, I suppose I should forgive you since you were making us all safe and arresting the bad guys. (She leans backward and hits the light switch)

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Detective Joe:I thought you said the lights were fixed. 

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Vickie:Since you are free to date me, now, Officer, then lights should be optional. Are your handcuffs available, so you don't disappear again?

(Click---Click----Detective Joe cuffs Vickie to his wrist)

Detective Joe:You, have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.... 

Now, I will continue, unless I get a proper kiss, or I will have to take you in.

Vickie:By all means officer, take me..., anywhere, but take me!

~~Never THE END~~

Vickie's Vintage will reopen on Friday, November 25th. 


Thanks for following Vickie's Haunted Vintage
The entire story is covered in these posts:
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 1 
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 2
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 3



All the opinions and photographs on this blog are my own, unless otherwise stated. 

 I have not been paid or reimbursed in anyway for my opinions
 or products shown, or from where I shop. 

The dolls shown are from my own and the Grand's collection as are the clothes, 
which are vintage, or made by myself. Occasionally, i falter and buy something new.

PLEASE do not use photos without linking back to this blog without my permission. 
Thank you for your cooperation, Sandi Magle

I'll be sharing at these fine parties:


Sandi














Vickie's Haunted Vintage Pt 7


The Skeleton Bash is in full swing and everyone is enjoying the food. Detective Joe in his undercover vest views the scene. Looking for anything unusual.



Vickie:Hey there, Detective Joe, I didn't remember to thank you for the flowers. Do you want to join me for some food before it's all gone?

Joe:Sorry Vickie, I just got a call, your store's been hit again. We need to leave right now. I have my van out back.



 Vickie: Oh no, let's go.



(At Vickie's Haunted Vintage)

Vickie: I don't...(sniff.)..know what I'm going to do. All our hard work is a mess on the floor! Costumes ripped and ruined, and all the decorations are trashed. I'm lucky the new stock is in storage.



Detective Joe: I'm calling in a forensics team, don't touch that sign well, don't touch anything. And I have to see the security tapes. Darn, I should have left the van here tonight.


Joe: I'm sorry Vick, you shouldn't have to go through this, but now we are one step closer to finding out who the perpetrators are, all of them.


Vickie: Joe, I'm so scared. Everything I own is in this shop. My lease is paid until March. I can't afford to be closed now.


Vickie: The only good fortune the dragon has brought me is you!


Joe:That's the precinct calling, the security pics are in---and they have something. I have to go, I will drop you off at the Bash. Make sure you leave there with lots of people, and don't go back to your apartment. I don't know how long I will be. I will talk to you when I have something.

Vickie:Okay, we will stay at the HFIM house on the next block. You know where.

 (Back at the Skeleton Bash)


Vickie: Zoe and Nikki, the shop has been trashed, and well threats have been made. We aren't to go back there tonight. Joe will call when it is safe. 

Zoe: Gosh Vickie, that's terrible. 
Nikki: We can stay at the HFIM house, I know we will be safe there. Just like old times. 

Vickie:Sure, that's what I thought. Okay, let's try and enjoy the rest of the Bash---and keep this quiet, until we know more.

Two days later, Joe finds Vickie emptying the shop and a closed sign up.


Vickie: Don't try and talk me out of closing I have no choice. I received Eviction Papers this morning. I can't reach my landlord either. The heat's not on there either.

 Joe:I can have a Judge put a hold on that, while we wait for this case to break. It's only a matter of time, I'll have someone in custody, soon.



Vickie: Soon isn't soon enough. They are shutting me down, all but the security lights are off, no phone, no heat...I can hardly stand it, now, and it's sunny outside today. Tonight it's supposed to freeze.



Joe:Let me take care of this for you, please. 
Vickie:The damage has been done. I can't do this anymore.



Joe: You've been a rock, don't give up now. Look you almost have this place cleaned all by yourself.
(Vickie looks around the empty shop full of just fixtures.)


Vickie:This is sad, the Christmas tree came this morning, and I had to deny the shipment. (Sigh) Can you help me haul these bins into the apartment, the movers are coming to put the rest in storage tonight.


(They move all the bins to the apartment. Joe answers his phone)
Joe:Wait, we have someone in custody. This could be our break in the case. Put a hold on those movers, okay?



Vickie:Oh Joe, really you think you can fix this? 
Joe:Yes, it can be fixed, we have all the pieces of the puzzle, but one. And the suspect will give it up for sure! I'll make sure he does!





Detective Joe: Well, Gino. We've got you on camera---twice at Vickie's store). With your previous record, you are going to do hard time, now. What do you have to say!

(Security shot of Gino's injured face)
 

Gino:Oh, Joe, I'm sorry, but they beat me up and threatened to take my sister, and you know....use her.
I couldn't let that happen, not to my little sister. She's only fourteen.  I haven't hurt anyone. I was careful not to hurt anyone.


Joe: That's your right wrist on camera. So, who paid you to do this, and to Sal, too? He gave you a job when no one else would.

Gino: I had to, they'll kill me, or hurt my sister. I wont' tell you, anything.

(Joe slams a fist down on the table) You have to, or I won't be able to protect you or your sister. Write it all down Here.(He points to the paper) Names, places, times, everything you can think of...I've got your sister outside in my office, she's safe. Now, write it all down.



Gino:Teresa is safe, oh man-o-man-o. They are the mob, Joe. The stinkin' Russian mob, and they want that whole corner of the block from Vickie's to Sal's Seafood. They told me to do whatever it took to get Vickie to leave and they would let me live and my sister alone. I don't know who did the rest of those horrible things. 

Are you sure Teresa's okay?

Joe:Write it down, and I will move you both to a safe house tonight.

to be continued......

The rest of the story can be found here.
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 1 
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 2
Vickie's Haunted Vintage Part 3


All the opinions and photographs on this blog are my own, unless otherwise stated. 

 I have not been paid or reimbursed in anyway for my opinions
 or products shown, or from where I shop. 

The dolls shown are from my own and the Grand's collection as are the clothes, 
which are vintage, or made by myself. Occasionally, i falter and buy something new.

PLEASE do not use photos without linking back to this blog without my permission. 
Thank you for your cooperation, Sandi Magle

I'll be sharing at these fine parties:


Sandi




















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