...bunnies being cute, I mean; not that one was trapped under my couch all this time.
He is the most mild-mannered, sensible bunny I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. I am only bunny-sitting for a short time, but I may have to refuse return of this little guy. Who cares if the kids cry -- "But mommy, that's our Christmas bunny!". Don't care. He's mine now, I claim him.
Why, I'll pee on him if I have to.
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Speaking of which, perhaps I should check to see if he's peeing on my bedroom carpet... please hold --
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We're good!
So, I think that I'm finally seeing the end of the tunnel. I started to say the light at the end of the tunnel, but there is no light -- only darkness. Cold, cold darkness. Let me explain:
Last year, I sent myself into a small frenzy knitting everybody's Christmas gifts. It was exhilarating and nauseating... think medium-rough airplane turbulence. After I finally got everyone's gifts knitted up, ends weaved in, and seams sewn together, I didn't care anymore. I could not give a damn if I tried with all my might, and if I had won a free lifetime supply of "damn". I just couldn't.
I moped around on Ravelry, especially in the forums, for weeks. It was bad! I saw all kinds of things that I liked, but I simply couldn't cast-on for a single project. Not one. Fortunately, I soon got over it and began to selfishly knit for myself again... until now.
Is it my masochistic nature, or am I delusional? WHY did I decide to make a handknit gift for everyone that I work with? It's about 20 people -- FAR more people to knit for than last year! I am nearly finished with this crazy endeavor, but I have made sure to maintain a few "me" projects too.
The most recent of these projects is an antique doily pattern knit on a much larger scale, making it blanket sized. It's my attempt to be more like my knitting idol, Jared Flood. omgomgomgomgomgomg.... he's pretty much the coolest guy in knitting. His designs are INCREDIBLE, and his photography of said knitting makes me green with envy. I would love to meet him, like, for-realzies, but I don't know if I would actually want to. It's kind of like when you see the movie of your favorite book, and you think to yourself, "Hey, why does Frodo only have two facial expressions? And what's with that goofy look he's always giving Sam? Is something going on here?"
ahem... anyway, let's recap:
- Mr. Bunny-Bunny is under my couch
- I'm losing my mind
- If I lived in Brooklyn I would probably stalk Jared Flood
- Sam and Frodo totally have a bromance going on
I think that's about all the time we've got for today class -- that, and I'm running low on wine... and that's a problem.
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