My dad has a thing for gnomes (just not, you know, a thing for gnomes, although my mother is quite petite…) However, he can’t stand the tubby little blue-suited and red-hatted variety, preferring his gnomes to look all wild and wooly and natural (or as natural as a make-believe woodland critter can be.) Man’s got gnome purity issues. Gnomeist is what he is! So he’d hate these nails. But I love them! Even if MY gnome appears to have lost his arms. Hmm, seems I may have inherited my father’s weird penchant for even weirder-looking gnomes – like father, like daughter and all that. 😉
11 thoughts on “Gnome Alone”
Your gnome just has his arms behind his back, is all. 😉
See, that’s the way to look at it! And for real, I showed my dad a photo of these nails last night and he was all, “Harumph, looks like one of those ‘modern’ gnomes.” The man’s so weird.
Heehee! Adorable 🙂 I think yours is much cuter than the actual garden gmomes.
Aw, thank you. ‘Cause they’re kind of creepy, right? Or is that just me?
Totally. I don’t undestand those people who put them all over their lawns!
Hilarious post end to end (petite mom, gnome purity issues…)….
Really excellent attention to detail, I see multiple colors/shading in the shrooms…(Heh heh!)
Ha, thank you very much! She’d actually be horrified to know I referenced her height on the interwebs (sorry, Mom, it ain’t the first time either!)
Uh oh does she read this? I’ll stand in front of this one and distract her….
I actually don’t think she does with any regularity. And not out of disinterest, either – I think she somehow thinks these are private thoughts as opposed to jokes I make, usually at my own expense, with “the world.” That’s kind of odd, right? I keep telling her mi blog space es sous blog space, but I think she feels like she’s intruding or something.
I get that about the mom/blog space thing….
If I wrote a blog, I know I would forget who I’d shared it with…then I’d say something dumb about someone and my luck and they’d read it…lol!
That’s why I never say anything on my blog that I wouldn’t say to someone in real life, or write anything that I wouldn’t want my boss or my grandmother to read. Keeps you out of trouble that way!