A medieval scriptorium

OK, human, why am I the one practicing calligraphy for you?  Why can't you get one of the other girls to do it?

...it's because I'm the only one who's decently dressed right now isn't it?

It totally is.  Maybe next time you won't use aggressively seasonal prints to make our clothing.  I saw you eyeing that box of horrible Halloween prints this morning.  Just no.

That said, I really like this journal.  And pen.  Do I get to keep them?

Wait, why am I asking?  We NEVER get to keep anything you make.  They all vanish somewhere a week after you make them.  Except for the horribly seasonal doll clothes.  Those we're stuck with, and even we don't want them.

Oh well, it's not like you're expecting me to illuminate a copy of a Book of Hours for you or anything.  This notebook isn't big enough for that.

...you actually did want a Book of Hours.

I hate you, human.

All complaining from Nellie aside, I made a bunch of little leatherbound notebooks and matching quill pens this past weekend.  The pens actually write.  The books have 32 pages, and the paper is all high quality calligraphy paper with gold or silver swirls.  The binding is actually leather, and the inner covers are lined with scraps of origami paper.  If these do well at the event I'm going to this weekend, I'll think about adding some to my Etsy store.

If you'd be interested in a set, please let me know.
 

And for a bonus non-sequitor, I finally got around to clearing up enough space to set up the OG diner with all the various little food bits from other sets I have.  I think at this point I vastly prefer OG food and accessories to AG.  I'm not willing to pay double or triple the price for something I can get that is 'cute enough'.

Of course, no sooner had I set all of this up did the girls ask for the diner to be converted into a science lab.  And since one Valerie Felicity Frizzle is expected to move in this fall, it's probably not a bad idea.  I'll keep you posted on future developments of the Friz and her lab.