Force Friday

I live with all boys. Thus, I know it's Force Friday. The Bitty Bots know it, too.

In Recovery

I've been taking some time to recover from the big project. Translation: I've been procrastinating and then finally organizing.

Then on to the opposite of my last project--Bitty Bots.

 

Sometimes you need a little Bitty in your life. 

New Workshop!

We're finally in the new place, and I've set up a temporary workshop in the downstairs bar area . . . because a drill press is more important than a cocktail, right? Not to mention I'm completely anti-social, and, therefore, not planning on entertaining . . . ever.

My littlest assistant made himself comfortable right away.

And now to get down to work on the Orukter Amphibolos project.

Bot Adoption Time!

In the midst of packing up the house, I'm trying to get some of my completed robots up on Etsy, including the fabulous Otto the Otter Bot!

Okay, yes, I'm a bit of a procrastinator and really hate packing. But that means you get to adopt a reassembled robot!

Go. Adopt. And live happily ever after.

Happy Mama's Day!

My mom and I have had an up and down relationship over the years. (How could it not be when teenage years were involved?) But as our relationship has deepened in adulthood, it's definitely become a blessing in my life.

My mom gets my sarcasm and the way I see the world. She's always willing to help with my horde of kids and is even willing to let us invade her home while we try to find our next home. PLUS, she's clearing a space for my drill press. Enough said.

Thanks for all you do, Mom.

P.S. And thanks to my boys for letting me realize how much I truly love being a mom. You guys are my world--smelly armpits, snotty noses, and all.

31 Flavors of KC - and the Robots Are Up First!

Join KCSourceLink in celebrating various entrepreneurs and businesses in the Kansas City area.

I have the honor of being the representative for May 1st. Check out my profile and sometimes goofy answers here. Plus, you can get 15% off in my Etsy shop all month long using the coupon code KCRocks at checkout. Sweet!

Be sure to follow the 31 Flavors of KC all month long!

Reassembly Complete

I spent some time today in what's left of the workshop before my big work bench gets packed away in the POD. I will miss that bench.

Does Absence Make the Heart Grow Fonder?

I've been borderline MIA from the blog world in 2015. We're working on getting our house on the market . . . not just contemplating anymore, really working. After eight years of hard living by four young boys, the house needs its fair share of TLC.

The purging, decluttering, cleaning phase sucks. This was my bedroom early on. 

Now I have to bob-and-weave to get in and out. It's an obstacle course to get to the bathroom at night. Maybe we should put a prize in there as reward for making it successfully--hmmm.


Plus, my robots went from carefree livin' to livin' in the dark. In a cabinet. In my room. Unseen.

Then this weekend, I started the arduous task of organizing, downsizing, and cleaning my workshop . . . all without stopping to make new robots. Apparently, prospective buyers are unlikely to enjoy miscellaneous metal shrapnel in their carpet. Whatever.

The line between chaos and progress is a bit fuzzy. Perhaps it's buried under there somewhere?

All this to say, I'll probably continue to be sporadic and unreliable. Fair warning.  Also, if you'd like to buy a lovely home . . . 

A Mini Purge

While I've been meaning to think about goals, resolutions, and all that responsible adult stuff, I keep putting it off in favor of naps.

As compensation, I decided to do an Etsy Purge. All Steampunk Jewelry in my shop is 15% off and all Christmas Ornaments are 30% off.

I'll work on that adult stuff later. After a nap . . . or two.

See Ya, 2014!

Norman watching 2014 slip away into 2015.

Happy New Year, everyone--may it be filled with robots and miscellaneous metal bits!

The Last Bots of 2014

Wrapping up a good year with a few last bots.

Luigi heading to a First Grade Classroom

Bunny Bot

Ay, Chihauhua!

  

Special Puppy for a Special Someone

AND

An Epic Robot to be Completed in 2015 . . . Stay Tuned!

The Perfect Christmas Gift? Why, Yes--Yes, It Is.

Christmas Puppies for Sale! They're the perfect alternative to the real thing . . . with a whole lot less shedding, chewing, and peeing.

And, honestly, how often to you get to use "less peeing" in an advertisement?  Good times.

A Trible-esque Warning

So I hate spiders. Like really hate spiders.

My workshop is in our finished basement, which is also the place where the most spiders congregate and hang out. I regularly douse my area, including all the surfaces and objects, with some super spider boundary/killer spray. But I still experience fear every time I turn the corner of the tool cabinet and hop quickly into my chair, lifting my feet off the ground.

So I've decided to add another facet to my spider protection.  There's a couple of dead ones (one in the sliding door jamb and one over by the utility closet door) that I'm strategically leaving in place. My theory goes like this: Other spiders will come upon their fallen brethren and see the horror that has befallen them. They will, therefore, run far, far away, spreading the fearsome warning throughout the evil spider kingdom. And no spiders will invade my space again. I figure it's like tribes who kill their enemies and display their heads on spikes as a warning . . . just like that.

Also, I'm too scared to pick up the dead spiders.

Because they could be faking it.

Handmade in KC!

So I've officially become a part of Handmade in KC! (I don't know if they realize what they've gotten themselves into with me, but it's too late now!)  It's good to connect with other handmade artists, and I hope you'll check out their sites as well.

Plus, I joined just in time for a big sale!  Click here to see the shops that are offering 20% off for one week only Nov. 1 - 7.  Don't be a procrastinator like me--get some holiday presents checked off the list early.

Support local businesses . . . and especially local artists.

Thank You, Royals

You gave us a decisive victory and a non-stressful evening. Thank you, Royals!

Now, if you don't mind, could you repeat that tonight?

Ready or Not

I'm not sure I'm ready for tonight's Royals game.  If you've been living under a rock (or have lots of normal people in your house instead of baseball-obsessed boys), the evil Giants--and crazy eyed Hunter Pence--are up 3-2, so the Royals have to win tonight.

Without meaning to, I've become emotionally involved; and somewhere along the way, I must've drunk the Kool-Aid. Tonight I dressed Norman up as my son's favorite player Eric Hosmer.

I'll be honest, I'm not sure if I'm invested so much in the Royals actually winning the World Series . . . or living in fear of the aftermath here if the Royals don't win. My boys will be crushed, and my husband will be somewhere beyond that.

It's stressful, man.

So, Royals, can you please pull out a decisive, non-nail-biting win tonight? I'd greatly appreciate it.

Sincerely yours,
Norman and Me

Antique Mall Booty

Holiday Bots are in Production

Day 326 - And Robot was His Name-O

Working on a Bingo-type game for my boys . . . with "dice" (one for the letter and one for the number).

 

 

Day 215 - A Venn Diagram