This knowledge may startle you, but I am not a macrame bear. Or a macrame bunny. In fact…I’m not macrame at all. Gasp!
And also? You don’t have your calendar wrong. It’s not Friday. (Though it may or may not be motherfucking booze time. I defer to you on that point, Interwebz.)
So basically this post is a giant cheat. But everyone knows the internet is closed until Monday and I just couldn’t leave you completely devoid of ukuleles. That would be cruel.
Besides, these little boogers are just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
So happy Thanksgiving, my beauties. Unless you’re Canadian. Or my reader in Oman. Then…um…happy motherfucking booze time to you non US beauties.