As you can see I just posted a picture of Barbie’s Dream House circa 1978 or so.  When I was little I thought it was just the coolest thing, but my dad thought it was silly to spend so much on plastic, plus all I really did with my Barbie’s was change their clothes and cut their hair.

So, he got me a ‘townhouse’ made out of cardboard.  It did have this elevator that went up when you pulled the string (if I recall the string was always coming off the little pulley).  My mom also got me some BEAUTIFUL evening gowns, and I was perfectly happy.

BUT, Roy saw my post and found one on ebay.  He even offered to buy it for me.  If Dean had been a little girl, I would be all over it…

But for now, I am happy with the memories of my “barbie townhouse’ and the idea that my husband was willing to spend hundreds of dollars to make an old wish come true.