Over the last month or so I’ve been playing Little Big Planet (a extremely fun Playstation 3 game).
The game is incredible, you run around as a Sackboy (or girl) and collect points, stickers, costumes, vehicles and loads of other things for you to customize your world (and make your own levels). I’m not very good, I tend to take WAY WAY too long on the jumping puzzles. Let me put it this way, long enough for Chris to leave the room, make a snack, come back, and yep… still trying to get up to the third level… ::sigh:: I never claimed to be good at this kind of thing.
Never the less, really fun game, and with a very cute main character. You can change the fabric your Sackboy is made of and add clothing pieces (everything from capes to swim suits, top hats to wigs). The possibilities are endless. Even still, the Sackboy in his pure, un-altered form, is adorable. So adorable that I went on a hunt for a plush Sackboy. Unfortunately I couldn’t find anything. Just this guy…..
But… He’s not for sale…
Why???
He was made by one of the developers Mom’s (what a cool Mom! Check it out on their blog -Click Me-). While that’s great for them… What am I to do?
How do I live without my own cute little Sackboy?
Luckily, Chris suggested I search Etsy.com, the place to buy all things handmade. I found someone who crochets Sackboys and sells them. But not only are the finished dolls for sale… So is the pattern. Only problem is that it’s a crochet pattern, and I don’t crochet.
Or….
At least I didn’t until Thanksgiving weekend… Thanks to the pattern, the internet, and a book from Pattie (thanks!). I am now the proud owner of my very own hand crocheted Sackboy (well, Chris is, I gave it to him).
Not as good as some… But pretty good for my first crocheted thing ever… And I’d say… Pretty cute.
Maybe over Christmas break I will make one that looks like my Sackboy (if it works out I’ll post pictures of both my character, and what I make).
One last trailer from the game… I LOVE SACKBOYS!
A friend is someone who let’s you know when your being too negative, critical, too over the top, but loves you anyway.
Someone who shares some of your intrests and trys things out becase you are interested in them.
A friend does things for you because they know you would do the same for them.
A friend understands when you forget to say thank you right away.
Good friends are hard to come by, I’m lucky enough to have (on top of my other friends) two wonderful families that I feel I can call everyone in them friends. I haven’t told some of you recently, so let me say it now.
Thanks for being in my life. For making me feel special and unique. For letting me be part of the ups and downs.
To my blood family, thanks for truly loving me for who I am and what I’ve become… Not just because you have to. Thank you for all of the hours spent laughing, crying, being with me.
To my second family, thanks for taking me in, for the thoughts we’ve shared and the jokes that no one else will get. For letting me become one of the family, and for wanting me to be…
I hope I can be as good a friend to all of you.
Happy Holidays!
