Amy, a pal in town, loves and restores (and sometimes resells) Cabbage Patch Dolls. Not my thing but I love that she loves them.
(Dolls!)
Occasionally we'll get a donated Cabbie at the store, and I've alerted Amy to their availability in the past.
I know she's having an extra-hard time with chronic disease this spring, so yesterday I biked over and left a (masked) doll outside the window of her "garden level" apartment.
This is one of the photos Amy posted on her IG. She wrote,
"My face hurts from laughing so hard."
