Meet my little friend Hans. I used to think that the only people who owned these were the cute, but a little kooky, old ladies at the grocery that, now that I think about it, may take their make-up tips from guys just like him. Their lips are rosy and they apply a bit too much rouge. And I do mean rouge – ladies of a certain age don’t call it blush.
But now I am one of them, minus the rouge. It started with Sven, my terra cotta gnome bought at IKEA with my friend Sarah. She looked at me like I was nuts. You want to buy that?? I did indeed, even if she and several other people since have found a strong resemblance between him and the male anatomy. He’s cute, and I like him. Besides, I’m a big girl. I can take it.
So, two more facts you may not have known. I have garden gnomes, and I name them. Kooky!