I know everybody's busy, but...

 There's a very statuesque, and I don't mean height here, Monet in the kitchen.  It looks like someone flash froze her in the process of pouring a box of Lucky Charms down her throat.  And I don't think she'd be amused by the propeller hat and fake eyelashes. We won't mention the fact that it took me ten minutes to stop giggling.  I cleaned up the cereal.

Any idea when the ice queen young lady will recover?