Suzy Homemaker-Not

Baby Bob--1lb, 4oz. born 1/25/11 on my couch

Here's my first baby:  I'll call him Bob.  He looks like a Bob.  It's my first pom-pom, and let me tell you, this took a hell of a long time of winding, winding, winding yarn around my little cardboard donut.  Shit.  Then I had to try and cut through the layers of yarn all the way around the donut, so I could tie it off in the middle.  That took almost as long as the yarn winding.  My fingers are permanently cramped.


It's supposed to have legs, too.  And eyes.  But, I kinda messed up on the legs, and I don't have any buttons for the eyes. So, right now Bob is blind and unable to walk.  He just sits on my table, waiting for Mom to finish her baby.  


I remember pom-poms being much more fun as a kid. Maybe  because I only had one size for a  pattern, it was plastic, and somehow easier to wind.  It was also much smaller.  This pom-pom could probably take over the world.  I think if I made another to match, and glued/taped/stapled them to a bra, Bud could be gifted  a shakey shakey dance for a fun filled night.  Of course, both of us would not be able to stop laughing, so the seductive pom-pom dance would probably fall apart.  


So yes--I gave up a trip to the gym, grocery shopping, and reading a book for two fun filled hours of pom-pom making.  Gee, my life is so fulfilling and exciting!  I'm going to go take a nap and eat banana muffins and ramen noodles.  No, I'm not in my twenties, I'm just taking a day off from adulthood.  Except for birthing Baby Bob.