Of course, that is about all I managed to do today. So as not to disturb my fragile* state, I spent the remainder of the day (while Schecky was in school) sitting on the couch and making this squishy bear. For myself.
(I'm not really sure that selfishness is what this situation calls for. But when in doubt...)
Do he look somewhat familiar? He probably should. I combined my two recent obsessions to make him.... It seems so obvious to me now that I can't believe that I never thought of this before:
I used dishcloth yarns (see, you knew you recognized the cocoa and the teal!) and modified the bear pattern so that he has a tiny round body, and a great big head. I also slightly understuffed him, so he is squishy, squishy, squishy. He's soft, and just what I need.
(And you may have noticed that I took Schecky's advice, and went the BabyHenry route. There is something to be said for the huggabilty of the Hydroencephalitic Thalidomide baby**... )
Bubba has taken Schecky out to dinner, and I am taking MrSquish (like the over-emotional toddler I am) and going to bed.
I may get up to watch Lost, or I may just sleep straight on through. (So, no one is allowed to talk about it on their blog until I get to see it. That's OK, right?)
Thank you so much for all the lovely comments, and lovely emails that you've sent.... Probably shouldn't indulge the crazy lady, but I did appreciate all the kindnesses...
*FRA- GEE - LAY! Must be Italian....
**Sorry for the gratuitous use of "Hydroencephalitic Thalidomide Baby" - but you would be amazed at the number of Google hits that gets... For real...