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Thursday, February 3, 2011

Poor Gnomey

Post sewing machine 'incident',
I inexplicably decided it would be an opportune time to begin
needle felting.

For those of you not familiar,
it demands one thrust sharp needles into the chosen object
repeatedly and with great zest.

 I did stab my sewn finger with the needle.
More than once.

I'm not the brightest bulb in the fixture.
But, I am determined!

 this hideous mess was the result!

I 'adapted' this tutorial.

I thought you know, just change the gnomes hat colour.
No big whoop.

Well, wrong.

My sweetie innocently asked me if I was making Marge Simpson.


It was sort of satisfying.
 Instead of turning to
drink or drug when faced with my next rage-o-holic frenzy,
I may consider the fun in stabbing little dolls.

Could voodoo be far away?

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