What is WRONG with me?! I now have a second vintage Fisher Price toy hidden in my guest room closet. The Happy Apple was my first buy a few months ago, and I still don’t regret buying it. It makes me…well, happy. But this insanely cheerful little phone guy? Total impulse buy, plus his face looks vaguely clown-like, which is not good. He’s going into the shop soon and if no one wants to give him a home, back to the thrift store he goes. I simply cannot keep him; he’s contributing to my massive heap of clutter and besides, he keeps running up the phone bill.
Hello, this is “Clean House” calling…. November 16, 2009