Merry Christmas!

From my dysfunctional family to yours, Merry Christmas!

Sparky

I finally did it.  I made a second robot dog . . . that is, one similar to my mascot.

Mascot

Sparky

Do you want Sparky to be your very own?  He's available at my Etsy shop.

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I Wish I had an Elf

I have several visions of robots dancing in my head, but "Santa's Workshop" isn't cooperating.

 

Here's the view as I sit down in my chair to work.

Ick

I hate spiders.

Big, black ones that even my husband backs up from. 

Stupid creepy, crawly things.  Just die.

Strange Kid

I wonder why I get nothing done.

So . . .

A-Robot-A-Day is taking all my time/motivation/effort in the blogging sphere.  I barely keep it updated.

But just so you don't feel like I've disappeared, here's a view of yesterday's living room/school room/dumping ground.

It was a post-apocalyptic/show/need-to-mail-stuff-to-Wichita-store disaster area.  I cleaned most of it up, and I found my desk!  But, boy, I'm exhausted. 

Hey, why don't I homeschool (for the first time ever) three different grades this year, start a Make Something 365 art project, and deal with a loudly opinionated, fast-moving tornado of destruction who is masquerading as a baby?

Sounds like a plan.