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!