70 years ago one of the all-time great movies appeared--The Wizard of Oz--based on a magical book by L. Frank Baum. For a short time in my youth, we were in possession of nearly ALL of the original Oz books and I was at just the right age to be able to read them and imagine myself as one of Ozma's pals. Actually, I much preferred Ozma over Dorothy--she was smart and brave and beautiful and everyone loved her. 
Dorothy just ran around getting into mischief with that stupid big bow in her BLONDE hair:

It was a sad day indeed when my father's sister decided she wanted those books, and I hope someone had the foresight to take good care of them.
(If you're a true Oz fan, you should check out the Hungry Tiger Press--their website hungrytigerpress.com is a treasure trove of all kinds of great Oz stuff, like this map.)
The theme of the New Orleans Barkus Mardi Gras parade in 2006 was "The Wizard of Paws." I saw several doggie AND human Flying Monkeys, but hands down, Holly was the best! I fashioned this costume all by my little crafty self with glue and velcro! See the feathery wings?

This would have been a much better picture without the monstrous hand (mine) in the middle, but trying to get a dog to stand still on top of a big antique footstool is difficult, at best.
Oh! I just received my latest Wizard of Oz character Barbie--the Wicked Witch of the East. She's awesome! There's even a button to press on the outside of the box that says: "Press Here--Original soundtrack MUSIC!" Now we all know what happened to this witch, right? So even though it's appropriate to the doll, I think that hearing "Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead" coming from the doll's chest is just a little gruesome . . .