Gracie's Birthday

My eyelids fluttered open. I grabbed my glasses on the bedside table. Today is my birthday. I'm 12 today. I thought. I picked out my favorite outfit today, and headed downstairs for breakfast. I stopped in the kitchen. Samantha was wearing her best dress, and she was baking my favorite breakfast, banana choco chunk muffins. Everyone was sitting in the dining room, munching happily.
"Gracie, I'm coming to pick you up at 9:00 this morning to take you to the airport for your surprise." Samantha said as she set the platter of fresh muffins on the table.
"Okay, thanks." I smiled. My sisters were grinning and grinning. They all handed me their presents. The only one who didn't was Kit. Kit must be Samantha's partner.
I got all my favorite things. Kristy and Chrissa got me a beautiful spring green choker. Felicity and Lanie got me a gardening set, with seeds for my favorite flowers, lilies and violets, just like my twin's name. Julie and Bailey got me Taylor Swift's album, Fearless. Elizabeth and Rebecca got me a picture frame with my favorite photo of me and Erin.
"Thanks so much, everyone." I couldn't stop smiling. I finished my muffin and headed off to school with Lanie.
During the first period, the science teacher, Mrs. Poe, asked the whole class to sing happy birthday to me and she gave me a purple eraser. Bethie, who sat next to me, kept on tapping my desk and grinning. We passed notes normally, but today not a single note was passed. I rocked back and forth in my seat, watching the clock. When the bell rang, I headed off to English with Beth. We stopped at our lockers and headed to the classroom to work with Mrs. Bishop. At the middle of the class period, an 8th grader walked in carrying a pass for me and my sisters to leave class. We headed down the stairs and stopped at our lockers to grab our stuff. We walked, all 10 of us in a row, giggling excitedly. When we reached the Guidance Office, Samantha stood, standing there, as giggly and happy as the rest of us. We walked home, and she asked us to change into our nicer clothes. I changed into my new sundress and Elizabeth into her pink dress. Samantha called a taxi while we ate a quick lunch of sandwiches and juice. When the taxi arrived, we filed into it. It was a van, so all 11 of us fit inside. She told the driver to take us to the airport, so we headed off.
When we got to the airport, Samantha held out a small bag of clothes and hygienic stuff to me. So THAT'S why the other girls were carrying purses. We waited for about 15 minutes, and Samantha told us that it was time. We loaded on to a blue plane and sat in rows of 3 on the plane. I sat in between Bethie and Lanie, both of them giggling and excited. I pulled the book that I had brought, The Grapes of Wrath, out of my purse. We sat on the plane, chattering and sitting silently while the flight attendant gave us small portions of snacks, peanuts and a small cup of juice and a napkin. I nibbled a salty one as Lanie joyously stared out the window. Finally, the captain announced:
"This is your captain speaking. We will be landing in the Canadian National Airport in 10 minutes. Please buckle your seatbelts and thank you for choosing Southwest Airlines."
We buckled out seatbelts and sat silently until the landing was completed. We hiked off the plane, dizzy and carrying our bags. Samantha asked us to hook hands in a line and we sat on the bench and waited.
Finally, Samantha stood up. She stood on the bench and waved her hands. Soon, a group of 9 dolls walked toward us. Samantha told us to get into a group, with Grace in the middle. So we did. One of them wearing a brown sundress tried to penetrate the line, but Kristy pushed her out of the way. Wait a second, I knew that doll. I tried to push through the crowd, but Felicity and Chrissa pushed me along. We got into a taxi with the group of 9 dolls riding in front of us. Samantha told the taxi driver to follow them.
We arrived at a quaint house. And the second I loaded out of the van, I heard a voice yell my name.
"GRACIE!"
I spun around. The doll in the brown sundress was sprinting toward me. A doll with brown hair like Samantha's picked up her shoes that the doll in the sundress had kicked off as she ran, and she picked them up like they were snakes ready to attack.
"Erin? ERIN IS THAT YOU!?!" I cried.
The doll nodded as she sprinted faster. She jumped into my arms and we hugged tighter then ever possible. I saw behind my shoulder a doll with red hair like our Felicity's pushed another doll back into the van.
I found out my surprise--our family was staying in Canada with Erin's family for the rest fo the week! Both familes had permission from our owners, and we had made sleeping arrangements. I was staying in Erin's room.

I started crying as Kirsten and Samantha explained our surprise in the bedroom. Erin hugged me and we both started crying.

"Now, we have a surprise for Bethie." Kirsten said softly. Samantha grinned and grinned.

The doll with dark hair, who's name was Julia, opened the door. Bethie shrieked loud, as a dark skinned doll walked in the room.

-Read Bethie's Blog to find out what happens!-

~Gracie

Haaaappiest Birthdaaay to us! Part 1.

It was dark. Almost 9:00. But there we were, driving to the airport to pick up a special someone or a special group of someones. Kirsten stopped the taxi driver and handed him his tip - 40 bucks! - and Kit got up out of the car to escort me inside the airport.

"What the heck is going on?" I giggled.
"Weeee cann'tt teeeell youuuu!" Felicity taunted.

The gang of giggling girls were making their way to the Arrivals section. I was looking around, soaking it all in. I still didn't know why we were here, but I didn't care. It was still fun!
Kirsten gave the cue to a doll with dark hair and brown eyes who stood in the corner of the Arrivals section, and the dark-haired mystery doll waved over a bunch of huddled dolls. Elizabeth squealed. Felicity hooted and pumped her arms in the air. There they were!

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!" I turned around to face Kirsten.
Kirsten just gave her a timid smile then pushed in front of Erin to greet the mystery dollie.

"Hi., Samantha." Kirsten waved a little wave.
"Hello, Kirsten! Here we are!" Samantha waved back.

Kirsten led the group of dolls to the entrance to the airport, and then loaded them in separate taxis. All the while during the walk to the entrance the group of dolls looked like they were huddled around something important, something we were not allowed to see. I attempted to push into the huddle so I could see, but a girl with blue eyes and platinum blond hair pushed me back out, after sizing me up. I fidgeted and ran back to Kirsten.

"Who are they?" I muttered to Kirsten so they couldn't hear me.
"I can't say but.. they're not bad people." Kirsten giggled.
We got in our own taxi and drove away, while the dolls in the other taxis followed. It was creepy!! The whole way home, I could feel the brown eyes of the dark haired Samantha doll looking at me, looking up and down, sizing me up. They all seemed to be sizing me up. Ahhh!

Then we got home and I ran straight up to my room - I'd had enough. But Julia just called me back down. I sighed and trudged down the stairs, only to see a red haired girl being guided into the kitchen with a blind fold. I screamed.

"GRACIE!"

Woah!

How the time has flew!
I had almost forgotten my birthday is....TOMORROW!
I said we were going to post photos counting down to our birthday -- our bads, sorry. I guess time really is not unlimited.

I don't expect too much for my birthday, especially since I haven't bonded too tightly with some of my sisters yet because of my only recent arrival. But I still find every single one of them staring at me with a stupid little smirking grin on their little dollie faces, as if they knew something extremely important that only I didn't know. Its driving me insane!
But I do hope I get something of the extreme hippie-ness.

Today I was looking out the window at Grace taking Sonali's pictures, and a car drove past the intersection blasting Jump Then Fall by Taylor Swift (this seriously happened, even ask Grace), and I thought of Gracelynne. Its a shame she won't be here. *sigh*

Oh oops ... I gotta jet! Kirsten's gift for me is something super special and apparently it will take all night? I gotta go, I hear her yelling something about airports.

Asta la vista!

-Er!n-

Birthday?

Its 2 days until I'm 12.
Chrissa bought me a new sundress.
Samantha and Felicity are cleaning the house like mad.
Elizabeth and Rebecca have been hiding themselves in their shared room and shutting the doors and trap doors and locking them. They speak in low whispers when they are in there.
Kit is picking up all her loose books, and Bailey grins and grins whenever she sees me.

Its like my 12th birthday is some big deal to them. Sure, I'm turning a whole new year older, but it won't be the same without Erin. Our 11th birthday was the best darned day of our dollie lives. We caused mischeif in the factory and ate the leftover carrot cake in the break room that some old guy left. We blasted our favorite songs and rallied the dolls up and started a dance party. We stayed up all night with our closest friends, just like a real sleepover birthday party, which are Erin's [my owner] favorite kind of parties.

The meals have been getting smaller and smaller each day. Its like Samantha is saving all of our food for my birthday dinner. I just asked for a simple platter of spaghetti for the family to share.

Kristy's a model, and we got a new camera! Its a Nikon Coolpix L110 Camera. We love it! Erin's been taking our pictures all day long. I like the one of me in my sandals in the shade of the big tree. Its beautiful.

Our first assignment for AGMA is spring! I love spring. Erin's been running our doll household like a backstage of a major motion picture. The dolls have been racing around carrying various outfits, suggesting them to Kristy, hanging them on the rack if she likes them, running back upstairs to find new ones if she doesn't. Picking hairstyles, suggesting them to Kristy. My job is to pick the shoes for the outfits. SHOES. Such a pathetic job, am I wrong? I've done a pretty awesome job, because the first response on most of the outfits suggested to Kristy were "I like the shoes on this one." We chose 5 outfits for her assignment and now that the planning is done, tommorrow after Erin gets home from school, which is about 4:00 including bus time, we start snap-snap-snapping away.


Kristy's planned her outfit for the small celebration that we will hold for my birthday.
I was pouting after being given too much homework in History, the most boring subject in the history of Brick Stone Junior High. I sit down in class, he hands us a worksheet, I start doodling in the margins and daydreaming about how nice it would be to have a huge novel in front of me instead of this waste of paper. Then before I know it, I have to finish it for homework, plus the nightly homework he gives us. Kristy swished in, carrying her favorite pink dress with a few accessories added.
"Hey Gracie, what about this outfit for your birthday party?" She held up the dress on the hanger.
"Its nice." I answered.
"She swooshed back out the door. Before I knew it, I was alone with a bunch of boring papers.

I have to go finish my homework.

Stay beautiful,

~Grace

Hurrah!

Gracie here! With BIGG news!

Mine and Erin's birthday is in EIGHT WHOLE DAYS! Since this was one of our last play practices, my friend Lanie spread the word around drama club that it was almost my birthday and they asked me to get on the stage before rehearsal started and they all sang Happy Birthday to me! Isn't that sweet? Mr. Beeman came in and immediately stopped the nonsense because we had too much work to do, but we hid backstage and finished the song during the mediocre intermission. I heard Kit and Julie discussing what my birthday gift would be and I'm getting the Taylor Swift album Fearless! AWESOME! I hope I'm not getting just that. Bailey told me I was getting five presents- one from every 2 girls. Bailey and Julie are getting me Fearless and Kit and Samantha are getting me a purple necklace-- how sweet are they!? Bethie has been super secretive about what she and Rebecca are getting me, its almost funny. Everytime I ask her something she turns around and says 'WHAT GIFT?!' then laughs like crazy.

Erin has discovered I look adorable in piggy tails, which just so happens to be Erin's [my twin's] favorite hairstyle, besides wearing it down! I look just like her in the picture ^ up there ^. Haha! Sorry its terrible, but the only camera Erin could find was her DSi.

Blog to ya later,

~Gracie in the Sky With Diamonds~

Guys and Dolls-- Sneak Peek!

This is my picture-- its a sneak peek of our upcoming AGMV- Pokerface! I'm not in it, because Erin started making it before I arrived. Haha! Bethie got the main role because she was gorgeous and perfect for it!

Speaking of Bethie-- sorry I haven't posted in a while. She's been having lots of trouble getting used to the way things are and I've been having to comfort her.

The play has been going awesome! I am Bailey's former role-- General Cartwright.

Let me give you a little summary of the play:

Nathan Detroit is having trouble finding a place for his crap game-- or illegal dice game. All his friends and competitors are convincing him to find a place, but the only safe place to hide the game from the police and his fiancee [who he's been engaged to for 14 years,] Adelaide, is a garage that will cost him one thousand dollars. He's broke, and the only way he can get the money is by betting Sky Masterson [the highest crapshooter of them all] one thousand dollars that Nathan will find a doll [girl] that Sky has to take to Havana, Cuba. Nathan picks Sarah Brown- a goody two shoes who runs a mission for sinners. They fall in love and he takes her to Cuba, where he introduces Sarah to Dulce de Leche drinks. She gets drunk quickly, and he takes her home after she starts a fist fight with the locals. When they get back home to NYC, they find the crapshooters running out of the mission followed by the police. Sarah is convinced that Sky took her to Havana to get rid of her so that his friends could shoot crap in the mission.

MEANWHILE, Adelaide finds that Nathan is finding a place for the crap games, and she is instantly angry with him.

General Cartwright, the owner of the mission, is convinced that the mission isn't doing any good, so she decides to close it down. Sky guarantees Sarah one dozen sinners at a midnight prayer meeting, so General Cartwright keeps the mission up.

Sky Masterson follows Nicely Nicely Johnson, one of the crap shooters, to the only place that Nathan Detroit could afford the crap games, the sewer. There, Sky bets all the shooters that if he rolls and wins, they all have to go to the Midnight prayer meeting. If he loses, he owes them all 1000 dollars.

Adelaide promises Nathan that they can elope the same night as the prayer meeting, and she thinks he is lying when he tells her that he has to go to the prayer meeting, so she gets mad at him and breaks up with him.

After Sky wins, they all go to the meeting, where the police find them. Nicely Nicely is forced to give testimony.

After, Sarah and Adelaide meet on the streets where they confess the problems with their boyfriends. The result-- marry the man to change his ways.

In the end, Sarah changes Sky into a mission gentleman, where Nathan and Adelaide get married after all.

The End.

Its an awesome play! If you ever want to rent the movie or visit a play, DO IT! Its awesome!

Stay beautiful ;),

~Gracie~

Well...

Hey! Erin -- again. I think Gracelynne might be busy. From what I can tell, my cousin Bethie's been having breakdowns and Gracie has no time for blogging ... she's quite busy cheering Miss Cole up. :)

The photo today is a photo of my sistah Sonali and my cousin Emily climbing a tree!
Sonali will be mad to find this photo, but I think Emily should speak up and apologize, and Sonny should forgive.

-Erin

17 days -- counting down!

Heyla ladies and germs!
Since our birthday is coming up on the 27th, I thought it would be EPIC if every day me or Gracie posted a dollie picture (that has never been seen on YouTube) with a little story behind it, until the 27th of April!

So I'm going to start:

This is a photo of my sisters Ruthie and Felicity making props for
our older music video, All You Need Is Love, which we made for the
past Valentines Day. I wasn't here when they did that video,
but I think its a pretty cool behind-the-scenes picture. :)

Thats all for now!
Er!n

What do I want...?

Earlier today, Kit came up to me and asked "Whatcha want for your birthday? Huh? Huh, Erin?". I blinked and remembered that my birthday was coming up on the 25th. I had totally forgotten about it, let alone the fact about what I was going to ask for!

So I sat down in my selfish greed for gifts and wrote a list.

1. Tie-die Beatles T-Shirt
2. A typewriter (Don't blame me -- I fell in love with Kit's, and I don't think she'd be that pretty if I took it from her and typed up poetry!)
3. My sister ... but I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna get that!

I look around me in amazement that I ended up in such a place. Its pretty epic. Actually, its more than epic. My sisters PWN! We make a lot of videos around here, though. I hope I get used to the black snapping lense of the camera. Grace seems to like that sound -- a lot, cause I see that black camera a lot!

-Erin

Happy [almost] Birthday to Us!

Grace here, everybody!

I am getting more and more excited! Erin and I are going to celebrate our birthday! We are turning twelve on April 27th. I'm kind of sad because this is our first birthday without each other. We were made on April 27th, 2009, but AG made a whole load of us JLY 35s and just let us sit out until we were actually released. It wasn't until February 2010 that we were separated. We spent most of our time in the factory playing with each other, causing mischief, making the worker people wonder why there was a whole mess of syrup spilled all over the table the morning after a weekend. And I miss every second of it.

I can't really send Erin a birthday present, but HA! I KNOW WHAT SHE'S GETTING! Sonali didn't come straight out and say it, but she made it into a little puzzle. I, being the clever bookie that I am, figured it out instantaneously. Where as Erin is only clever when it comes to causing trouble and proving people wrong when they say The Beatles suck. I even remember the first time we heard a Beatles song together. It makes me sad to think about it, but happy to know that she's with a nice family and they're probably getting used to coming home from whatever and the house be torn apart and the CD blasting Beatles music, usually in the factory it was Lady Madonna, but one time it was Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds and she bleeped out 'Lucy' and sang 'Erin' in place of it.

Even though Erin has a great home, I'm still REALLY getting used to mine. I'm pretty much used to the small explosions coming from Bailey's room and the giant thumps and pounds of Kristy's feet as she attempts to dance ballet. I'm even used to the loud Beatles music blasting from Julie's room already, it reminds me of Erin. Kit's typewriter clacks have still kept me awake at night, and I still feel the need to sneak down the trap door and investigate. Samantha's hums and soft singing as she sews or bakes cookies is a pleasure because I know the house is content, and the shrieks of Chrissa as she begins to splatter paint still sound quite annoying, but not as annoying as the sound of Rebecca flipping pages of thick scripts and saying lines for some play that has a lot of words I don't understand. The sound of Felicity trying on shoes is a comfort, and the sound of Beth blogging her feelings makes me feel like I'm not the only writer in this house who pours her heart into writing. I still have to burst into Lanie's bedroom and ask who she's talking to when she's only talking to a bunch of plants--again. As weird as this sounds, I've even fitted molds for my sisters.

Samantha~the motherly sister
Felicity~the animal freak
Kristy~ the diva
Kit~ the reader of books
Julie~ the hippie [though this mold has already been copyrighted by Erin, it works for Julie, too]
Bailey~ the rebel
Rebecca~the actress
Chrissa~the toddlerish artist
Bethie~the lover
Lanie~ the green queen


and Gracelynne~ the writer

I hope Erin is doing as well at her home as I am.

Stay beautiful ;)

~Grace~

Ehhhhh

I don't know about this house. Its a bit... awkward. My sister and I are going through similar things right now. Erin is like my only best friend, and God only knows how many miles away from me she is. Erin [my owner] doesn't even have a decent selection of books for me. And all the good ones are stashed away in Kit's room, where everyone except herself is forbidden to go. Everyone has a best friend except me:

Samantha and Kit
Felicity and Kristy
Julie and Bailey
Rebecca and Chrissa
Elizabeth and Sonali, who also lives a gazillion miles away from us
Lanie.... Lanie just marches to her own drum. She's shy and quiet and the only person she really talks to is Erin's pet plant, Paul. She says that Paul is the only one in this house who truly understands her. And even then, it's a PLANT.

I see myself with Kit. We have the same intrests. We both love reading and writing and we're both a bit shy at times. But Kit is even shyer then I am. She spends most of her days click-clacking on her typewriter or reading a novel that weighs more then she does.

Truthfully, I see myself with Erin in Canada. We are both pretty much the same. We both are bold, fresh, entertaining, and we're just like peanut butter and jelly-made for each other. [I CALL JELLY, HA!]

We got dolly sized Easter baskets today. Mine is cream colored with a spring green ribbon [predictable, yes?] and it has green Easter grass in it. I hope Erin leaves candy for us in it tommorrow. I will post a picture tommorrow.

I will be sitting ALONE at the dinner table tommorrow. ALONE=by myself. If Erin was here, we'd sit by ourselves and fling food across the table to see how far it flies. We'd silently whisper and giggle, and after dinner we'd run through the yard and climb trees and chase leaves that the wind carries across the Canada landscape. And at night, we'd settle in our beds that were placed next to each other and whisper and laugh until we fell asleep. That would be my dream Easter.

~Gracie~

Suspicions

At this point, I don't have a real ... er... lets just say friend, in this family. Of course all my sisters are my friends, but I look around me and see tons of my siblings coupled off in pairs of two. Ahem -- best friends. It makes me envious. Gracelynne is my best friend, my sister, my other half, but I don't see HER whenever I look up, unlike Kit or Felicity.

Kit and Ruthie~best friends.
Sonali and Elizabeth-who-apparently-doesn't-live-here~best friends.
Elizabeth and Felicity~best friends.
Kirsten and Julia~Kind-of best friends.
Chrissa~Uhmm...

But Chrissa seems a little, well, timid. Plus she never really takes note of me. I think I heard something of how I was supposed to sleep where her art hideaway is. But, that didn't happen so, why would she hold a grudge against me, if she is holding a grudge against me at all? Gah.

I really like Felicity... she seems bold like me. You're supposed to click with people who are like you, right?

I think I'm going to go offer to climb trees with Lissie.
-Erin

The last but not least introduction...!

Heyla!
I'm a cookie-eating, cupcake-stealing, republican hippie named Erin. Did you get that? ERIN. Now don't forget it, cause I'm not wasting my breath -- no, my finger energy -- typing it again.
My sister Gracie already introduced us as twins. I am very happy to be a twin. I cannot imagine myself without another half, or another side of the oreo cookie. If Grace and I are both halves of the oreo cookie, then who is the icing? I guess the icing is the blog. But what happens if we lick off the icing? Hmm, now thats a problem ... because I can never resist cookie icing!

So my name is Erin, I'm a hippie, I love food ... what else?

Full Name- Erin Lilly Violet McCartney

Nickname[s]- Erin In The Sky With Diamonds

Favorite Food- Do I have to choose?!

Favorite Movie- Hmm ... Hard Days Night

Favorite TV Show- Biggest Loser -- My guilty pleasure!

Favorite Song- Anything by The Beatles!

Favorite Colors- Lime green and aqua, baby!

Other- YOU STOLE THE PINEAPPLE.

I hope you're satisfied, 'cause these fingers are tired!
But they still have a little bit of energy left for helping me eat some pizza..

Hasta la vista!

-Erin Of The DiamondLand

Welcome to our blog!

Hello everybody. This is our blog. B-L-O-G. Allow me to introduce myself- er- ourselves. We are Erin and Grace McCartney. Blogging to you live right now is- MOI! Or, Grace if you will. We are dolls, yes dolls. Twin dolls. No joke. That picture is of me, but it can go for either of us. We are identical twins, though we aren't entirely different like most twins. Here's a profiling on me, Grace.

Full Name- Gracelynne Margaret Rose McCartney

Nickname[s]- Grace or Gracie [But Erin calls me Gracie in the sky with diamonds sometimes ;)]

Favorite Food- Taylor Swift

Favorite Movie- Taylor Swift

Favorite TV Show- Taylor Swift

Favorite Song- Anything by Taylor Swift or The Beatles or Lady Gaga

Favorite Colors- Spring green and purple

Other- I LOVE TAYLOR SWIFT

I do wear glasses, and so does my sister. I love her. She's so much fun to be around. We are made for each other, literally. I will leave it to her to do the profiling on herself and post a picture. I will alternate blogs with my sister. You will know its me if my blog is written in purple and you will know its Erin if her blogs are written in blue.

I have ten sisters. TEN. I'm the littlest. But between me and Erin, I'm 10 minutes older because I rolled off the conveyer belt first. It took 10 minutes for the dimwitted men to make my sister, and that was the worst 10 minutes of my dolly life. Read my sister Elizabeth's blog that I wrote to learn more about me.

Lurv you,

~Gracie~