Last week I had a birthday. The big 3-2! Yikes. The day after my birthday, I came home from work to find a very old jar of Vaseline on my steps. Yes. Vaseline. Weird, huh? I was pretty creeped out, to tell you the truth (I thought it might have something to do with my having to call the police a few nights before because someone was pounding on my door at 1am. That is a whole different story, and an unsolved one, too). Anyway, after spending a few minutes being creeped out looking at this weird jar of Vaseline on my steps, I walked onto my enclosed back porch to find this:
Now I knew something strange was happening. I turned around to find my mom and little sister hiding in a neighbor's yard and watching me (they'd watched me inspect the Vaseline this whole time!...I'll get to the significance of the Vaseline at the end of this post). Anyway, this, my friends, is the same dollhouse I simply ADORED when I was very young- maybe three or four years old. Not the exact one, but a duplicate. I spent countless hours playing with dollhouse. My mom found it on Ebay and surprised me with it for my birthday. I had not seen this in practically 30 years. Let me tell you, the memories came flooding back.
This kitchen floor was practically the same one my grandma had when I was growing up. I still remember thinking that as I played with it as a child:

I just love the little quilt on the bed!

Look at this perfectly 1970s living room!:

Now here is where we get to the Vaseline. When I was little, don't ask me why, I spent hours rubbing Vaseline on the roof of this dollhouse. I remember doing it...I think I maybe wanted the roof to look wet like it was raining on the shingles.

I can't believe I'm admitting that, but it's true! When I touched the roof it felt exactly the same- it was a flood of Vaseline memories coming back to me. Strange, I know.
And here is my little sister Sage having fun playing with it. I can't believe I was younger than she is when I played with it!:
The sad thing is that my new house is pretty much the same size as this dollhouse, so now I have to find a place to put it, hahah... I love it, though. It was something I never ever expected to see again in this lifetime. Thank you, Mom!