Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Jay, Sweet and Rabid

Sweet-tempered and slightly pensive, Jay likes to sit and smell the flowers, kinda like Ferdinand the Bull.

But he also has another side. Jay suffers from a well-known malady for those of us who live in Lawrence, KS—he becomes an almost rabid fan when it comes to KU basketball.

With basketball season in full swing, don’t let his calm exterior fool you. This is one serious KU fan with the heart of a Jayhawk. Won’t you take him home and watch a game with him?

Monday, November 17, 2014

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.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Stubby, the Pup

Stubby has stubby legs--it's just how it is. But that bright, eager face is what really draws you in, with those inquisitive eyes and slightly wonky ears.


He embodies the kind of awkward puppy cuteness you can't help but love. And as an added bonus, this pup offers secret storage in the old battery compartment. Portable and adorable!

Reassembled using a vintage Big Beam flashlight, clock parts face, measuring spoon ears, candle socket feet, and a car window handle tail.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Open, Robot

Pretty proud of this one.

It moves.


It's called a "Cine-Fader" and, while it is intended to provide a fade in/out on movie projectors, I think it makes a pretty awesome head.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

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.

Saturday, November 1, 2014


Sport is my second favorite dogbot and is officially up for adoption.  Please help him find a good home before my two-year-old finds out.

Friday, October 31, 2014

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.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

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?

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

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