living with addiction. a post by emma.

hi.
my name is emma.
and i'm an addict.
addicted to fuzz.
my mommy has proof. and LOTS of it.

you see, i can't quite remember when i grew such a liking for all things fuzzy, but mom lots of pictures that span the 2 1/2 years i've been here. it's just so easy to come by. and FREE.

this pillow here is the object of my addiction, but only at nigh, night time.


i was in hog heaven when mom came home with it. she said it was a steal at only $4.00 on clearance at kohl's. she said it was for the playroom but i won her over with a cute little grin and snagged it for my bedroom.


woooooohoooooo!

i'm not partial to any type/color of fuzz in particular. it's all the same to me. you'll see. just so i can rake my fingers through to gather enough to tickle the tip of my nose while i'm sucking my thumb.

this one was from grams and little papa. a lion hand puppet. shhhhh......don't tell, but i really could care less about the puppet part. but the mane on that thing......man, oh man. pure bliss.


i mean, really. there is fuzz everywhere i turn. i'm surely lovin' life.

i can snatch some from a barbie doll, or pet big grammy's cat a few times over, or yank some from ashlyn's head or even a cinderella dress-up wig.


if those aren't available, i'm okay with raking fingers through strawberry shortcake's hair. it's made of yarn so gathering fuzz from it is fairly easy.


if i'm really needing a fuzz fix, i snuggle up with the fuzzy pillow, with a handful of yarn fuzz in my hand and rake away at shortcake's hair.


it's gotta be just so in my hands, so it takes a bit of re-adjusting after i rake fuzz out of the yarn. i like to wad it all up and just grip it with my pointer finger. i've become quite accustomed to working with only 9 fingers since there is constantly a ball of fuzz pinched in the fold of my left pointer finger.




and i'm really all about recycling it. my ear comes quite in handy when i need to tuck it away for later use.


and if you need even more proof.


i've entered a whole new world of fuzz lately when i discovered these things mom sticks in her ears. one day when she wasn't looking, i dumped the whole box of them in the corner between my mattress and the wall. slick, eh?


but i gotta tell ya, i hit the motherload last month. i snuck these out of sissy's craft drawer.


oh yeah, they are hiding in that picture, huh? can you guess what they are?


nope, not pom-poms. guess again.


what's that? oh. i see. you want a closer look? okay.


ding. ding. ding. you're a winner! my newest fuzz addiction--------cotton balls.

your's truly....
emma gracers.