My Fair Isle Sampler Hat was discovered today to have been destroyed. I don't even begin to know how to deal with this, except to place an order with Schoolhouse press for more yarn to knit a new one. Right now, I can't breathe.
So then I was all "bok!" and she was all "Bokeee!", and I was all, "no bokking way!" and she was all "bok." and I was all "GET OUT—you did not just bok!" and she was all "bok."
6 comments:
holy shit! what happened?
: ( What happened???
Yikes. Hope it wasn't feline-related destruction...
Sympathies!
Oh no! That sounds terrible - it wasn't the horde was it?
Oh honey! That blows goat balls. I'm so sorry. Here, have a nice winter wheat and a lie down.
I'll bring reinforcements on Sunday.
Those giant wingless furry moths will get you every time...
(If you wrap your knitting in lettuce, it will seem less appealing)
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