Welp … after five months of holding on tight … this happened to me on the weekend:
No … it didn’t take anything as fantastic as the Maryland Wool & Sheep festival held this past weekend. All it took was a trip to my bff’s house.
I was working on my 5 Hour Boy’s Sweater yesterday; relaxing from a hard day’s work the day before. Y’all don’t think corralling 5 six year old girl rock stars is hard work? Trust me … it is! LOLOL! My god-daughter celebrated her birthday on May 2nd, and a :rock star party and movie night with her friends (on Saturday) had me at their house in PA for the weekend. Pictures from that coming soon but in the meantime let me get back to busting my behind off the sheep! LOLOL!
So I’m working on the 5 Hour Sweater and my bff (sewist magnifique) wandered over to look at what I was doing. The conversation then went on as follows:
A: Ooooh … nice work Aunty!
Me: grins … thanks. 😀
A: you crochet too right?
Me: Err … a little bit ..
A: Hmmmm … you know what would be better than the “man Barbies” (that’s what my baby boo calls the Ken doll) you got for your boo’s birthday?
Me: (looking worried now) … errr … what?
A: a crochet doll with hair like hers … made just for her by Aunty. *huge grin*. I’m jus’ sayin’ …
Me: smirk … whatever man! I know you’re setting me up!
A: But you love your boo … I’m just sayin’ … 😛 *insert fake sad face* It’ll be so much nicer than a store bought doll ….
The fat lady sung. Aunty took up the challenge and fell off her sheep. I wouldn’t bore you with the details of the design we came up with … I’ll just have to get it done. For my little rock-star. My sweet baby who’s kind to those who are mean to her. Who’s sensitive and still loves hugs, kisses and Aunty time.
How could I have resisted them both for a milestone like not purchasing yarn in a year? No gold badge is worth the look on her face when she gets it or being guilt played by my bff of twenty six years.
I love those two.
The end …
It so doesn’t count in this instance…not at all!
That’s what some of my other friends! : D But it’s done; I already confessed.