That’s the mac light which Baby Jane brought as a gift for my Treehouse.

It now sits in my bedroom window and I have decided that I shall use it as (a very large) nightlight.
 
Which reminds me of the Red Light District hookers who were waving at mama, while we were on a tour bus in Amsterdam. 
 
“Look”, she had said, “there are girls in windows!  They look like dolls!  They’re so pretty!  And they’re so nice!  They are waving at us!  Amsterdam is such a nice place full of such nice people!”
 
Her world was too pretty so I never did tell her the truth.

If she were outside my window, she would no doubt smile, wave, and maybe offer to make me a snack.
 
I have said it before and will say it again; I, cartoon, am daughter to a Muppet.