Hi! I’m Katie. That’s me with the giant chicken. I’m the one on the right.
I’m married to Dave, the most patient man on the planet. We live in Michigan, but I’m from San Diego and YES I MISS THE OCEAN AND I KNOW IT’S BEEN THIRTY YEARS, KAREN, BUT I AM STILL FREEZING.
I’ve done some things here in our small town that many considered crazy, and maybe they were right, but the JOY I got from doing the Crazy Things made it easy to ignore the naysayers. Here’s where the gnomes come in (FINALLY, right?)
I think the easiest way to explain the impetus for Undercover Kindness Gnomes is to share my first Twitter thread.
Friends. The gnomes have come a LONG way. (insert cringe face here)
Ok, back to the story…
“Tanks for da puzzoes!” Oh, my heart.
What’s stopping you?
So that’s how it all started. An adorable, bored little munchkin and a tiny felted pal. Since then the gnomes have evolved quite a bit and I’ve sent them to strangers all over the US, Canada, and even New Zealand. I get giddy on each trip to the post office, thinking about the anonymous joy these bitty kindness ambassadors will spread. Would you like a gnome to leave somewhere in your community? There’s a handy dandy link to the request form at the top of the page.
I’m so glad you’re here.