I’ll start with bite my shiny metal ass or in this case, bite my soft fuzzy non-metallic ass. I crocheted a Bender robot.

The plan was to make a robot for my nephew, Ebow. I don’t even know if he wants a robot doll. But I’ve been itching to crochet. So, when I found a Bender crochet pattern out there, I just used what I had, which was white. Because seriously, I was that impatient to crochet.

And I guess it doesn’t really matter what color he is, Ebow doesn’t know what Futurama is. He won’t notice what’s wrong with him, like his wonky little mouth. I’m obviously not good with embroidering on crochet. I had issues with the thread. That’s why the door on his body, is done in yarn.

Maybe Bender won’t even ever get to see Ebow because Isabelle has taken possesion of him. She’s been dragging him everywhere, throwing him around and doing flips with him, just like with the kitty. Maybe he’ll get so dirty he’ll become gray. Eeeewww!

And I tried to have Isabelle sit still and take a picture of him so you can see his actual size. But this is all I could get that day.

I had better luck, the night I finished him, with my cell phone camera.

And onto a different subject, our sleeping arrangements or bite my shiny metal ass, sleeping alone. Because that’s basically how it went.

We moved Isabelle’s bed right next to ours and tried again last night but it didn’t happen. No sleeping on her own. She was laying there and started sniffling. Her and Alan were talking quietly and I don’t know what they were saying. Then Isabelle climbed over Alan towards me and I don’t know what she was saying but she was crying and basically didn’t want to sleep in her own bed. I guess we’ll try again tonight but I doubt she’ll go for it. In fact, she walked over and saw my drawing and said, I don’t want to sleep in my own bed because I love you and want milk.

So yeah, we’ll see how it goes.

Thank you for the suggestions on counting down days for Isabelle’s piggy. I loved the idea. I was going to make a bunch of tear off piggies but she hasn’t asked for her piggy in days. And this is why:

Bad kitty. Lazing about. Doing nothing.

And then teaching Isabelle to do flips on the bed.

Yes. FLIPS. ON. THE. BED. Isabelle was flipping her new kitty about telling me how he likes to flip and jump. Then she proceeded to show me by tossing him in the air and doing flips on the bed at the same time. In her glasses! Tempting fate to have them break again. Ok, she wasn’t doing back flips like in the drawing. Forward flips, but still.

Bad, bad kitty!

Hee, heee. Seriously though, how cute is the amigurumi kitty?! I have the Japanese Craft book ISBN-10: 4391130122, ISBN-13: 9784391130126. But I didn’t think I would ever make him because I couldn’t figure out how to crochet. And, plus, trying to figure out how to follow the Japanese directions?! Get outta here.

Well luckily for me, the author made an English translation so I didn’t have to try to figure out the Japanese directions. One day, though, I’d like to figure it out.

You know, at one point, I didn’t know if he was going to get finished. Remember how Isabelle was running off with alien parts? Well, she did that with the kitty too. So, I couldn’t find one of his arms for quite a while. Also, Isabelle ran off with him when I connected his head to his body. She started playing with him and didn’t want to give him up.

But everything worked out fine in the end. I found his arm and Isabelle gave him up for little bits of time so I could add his limbs little by little. He’s not perfect but he is done! Yay! Yay! Yay!

Thank you all for your input about Isabelle’s teeth. We’re really leaning towards the general anesthesia but haven’t made an appointment yet.

But onto some sewing talk. Or I should say lack of sewing. I’ve had unfinished sewing sitting around untouched. It’s been that way for a week. I just can’t seem to get going on it. It’s a dress for Isabelle. I was going steadily along and then ran into a slight hiccup. I screwed up copying one piece of the pattern. Then I cut it and sewed it that way. It wouldn’t fit no matter how much finagling and that’s when I realized I did something wrong. Well I didn’t pick it up after that.

And the idea was to make the dress for Isabelle and then try to duplicate it in a smaller size for Isabelle. Isabelle the doll that is. She’s just a little rag doll, like the Maggie doll.

And you know, I really have to get going on that. Isabelle, the doll, is naked. And Isabelle is saying right now as I’m typing this, “make a dress!”. Or she says, “Isabelle is cold” and then covers her with a blanket.

So yeah, maybe I’ll just stop typing right now and get on that.