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I thought I'd find the original rather than a cover for you - and just tell you that my kids sing it as 'Tragedy ... when your butt gets stuck in a monster truck it's Tragedy''.
You're welcome.
So anyway, let me explain why you're going to have that earworm all today. I'm not sure that I will even need any words:
So you want me to wallow in it and tell you the sad story ?
That's mean, making me re-live the experience so soon - but seeing as how it's you ... this is what happens when Titch sits down on your knitting and then it gets caught on his great big fat banana fingers. This had been 46 rows of the Sirin Bird Shawl, approx. 500 stitches in this row, of which half are OFF the needle.
This is what it looks like now:
Yeah, that's what 47 grams of size 8/0 beads looks like when it's no longer threaded painstakingly on a few thousand individual stitches.
What's that ?
Yes, I agree, I did do a remarkable job cleaning up the blood - not a stain in sight. But there's a bump in the patio paving.
O.M.G.!!! I expect the patio bump is longer than wide. And a king size sheet was used as a hankie to blot the tears of frustration and sorrow and ... and emotion.
ReplyDeleteIt looked so beautiful and amazing in what you had achieved before the horrors of the undo.
You are a remarkable person and what you create is lovely beyond beautiful.
Such sympathy. Such support. I wish words were enough. But my California heart and caring is all I can send. Not enough.
OH! "Sorry" is so inadequate. That's just awful. I'm so sorry.
ReplyDeleteoh my god!!!!!! :-(
ReplyDeleteYour restraint is admirable, had it been me, I would have gloried in displaying the blood on the walls as a dire warning to those who follow.
ReplyDeleteIf that happened to me, there would be no gathered up beads and yarn wound back up. My head would've exploded.
ReplyDeleteMy deepest sympathies to you.