At least at my house....Let me explain.
Me:: I had a little attack last night around 1 am...it's bad
Me:: Yes, you know, a "knit this not that" attack.
Lily:: haha. oh, one of those!
Me:: Yes, its bad. I blame the pumpkins
Lily:: Why did you start some pumpkins?
AHAHAHHAHHAH did I start some pumpkins. It looks like a pumpkin patch in my living room. There's green felt, fake leaves, a basket, orange yarn, fluff-n-stuff, about 800 leaf printouts...it's bad. You can't even tell I own a coffee table. If Zach were here, I'd get That Look. You know, the one that says "you need to call the therapist now, or I'm going to do it for you".
My mom asked for pumpkins around October time. Halloween is her favorite holiday. She wanted a little basket for to decorate the house.
Being so enthusiastic that someone had asked for something knit (you know this feeling, don't lie) I immediately agreed without thought to what I was setting myself up for. We went to Michael's, she picked a basket, and some skeins of orange yarn, and I started working. 3 pumpkins later I was bored, and walked away.
Well, it's not October anymore, and I still owe someone a huge ass basket of pumpkins.
I've emptied 2 bags of fluff-n-stuff. The basket isn't full yet.
I'm also getting a little sick of orange.
Anybody wana make some pumpkins?!