So, this morning I get an email from my parents, who spend the summer in the cool environs of Washington state with my retired Aunt, while I die of heat here in Phoenix. Anyway, over the weekend they went to yard sales. I have a standing "order" with them for any small trims, snaps, sewing related things and potentially any nice doll type props. But dolls, nope, never ask for those. I mean, I'm into BJDs which are not likely to show up at yard sales in a retirement community (or anywhere else).
Anyway, back to that email. It says that my Mom found a doll for me! It's 6-7" tall and has no underwear.
Yes, that would be the sum and total of the details. Don't' know if it's plastic, porcelain or poop. Given as my mother's taste in dolls runs towards the babydoll/Gotz type - which I am indifferent to at the best of times - I'm kinda scared. And I wont' find out what it is for several more weeks until they come home O.O;
So - come on and share your hobby related terrifying statements made by a friend or relative that prove they have no idea exactly what it is you do!