His name for a long time was Sad Bear – sad because he had a deflated head and only his body and three existing limbs were stuffed. Sad no longer, but not quite “happy” – he’ll never get over the trauma of his creation. I started knitting this guy three years ago from this pattern which is more like the platonic ideal than the reality.  I diligently strove for the ideal but the physical manifestation seems – uh- lacking in fortitude and -uh- perfection.

I digress. Three years later I finally just bought more stuffing. that’s all it took – two and a half years of procrastination, and all I had to do was bring 4$ to dressew. Poor Sad Bear.  He spent 2.5 years as a floppy, empty shell, another unfinished project lost in a pile of other, equally well imagined and poorly executed craft excursions. Anyways, his pearly pink eyes and diamondine nose may look cheery but he is indeed hapless. We don’t know what luck he will have in his life – his head is much heavier than his body and his one leg is weaker than the other, but he’s ours and we love him.  Hapless will be coming with us on our road trips and other family events – Like us, he’s barely held together.

Hurray for Hapless!