It's a lovely thought and you probably thought "Oh, that's nice" And it is. Until you have 100's of bunny figurines, towels, pillows, signs, flags.
So, I learned early not to mention that I liked something after getting tens of trains. (that's a more interesting story for another day, actually)
Somewhere along the way though, my sister-in-law has decided that I love gnomes. I have no idea where this came from other than I bought one years ago and he lives in the rock garden. He's a little worse for the wear and I think he freaks Kevin out a little. To be fair, he's got a little Chucky vibe going on:
But I don't know where this idea originated from. Other than Chucky the Gnome, I don't think I've ever mentioned it. I used to love the Gnome book when I was a child but I'm pretty sure that never came up in conversation. I don't even enjoy Lord of The Rings...yes, I know those are hobbits. I'm being hyperbolic. Calm down.
It gnoes like this: (see what I did there? Maybe THAT'S why. It's my punishment for puns)
When I broke my foot off my leg: gnome. (like you do)
Birthday: gnome.
Helped with the family: gnome.
Not to sound ungrateful but seriously. I have...counting...six gnomes who live in my house. She just dropped off another one the other day and I don't even know why.
We live in the beautiful Pacific Northwest so any yard art is ruined within a few seasons. Because of that, I hate sending stuff outside to it's impending demise. Thus, gnomes live in our house. (Why yes, I do anthropomorphize things.)
And one just freaks me out a little. He's ceramic instead of acrylic and I've considered his accidental demise a time or two. Instead I've hidden him, so he's a creeper gnome.
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There's really no point to this other than a curious "Really? gnomes?" And perhaps to visit your dreams with our Chucky and Creeper Gnomes.
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