Mary came across this when she was in Mexicantown the other day. She called me all squealy because...well...how often do you really come across a skeleton that's knitting? (For those of you who don't know, I'm a huge fan of Dia de los Muertos and people fling skeletons me at every opportunity. I have quite the army of them. Many thanks to Mary for the latest addition.)
She asked (foolishly) if I wanted her and I said yes. She delivered my new little friend this week and its kind of eerie...
...because that's pretty much the expression I've had on my face lately while I've been knitting...
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