Am I the only person who wishes the new Blogger captcha checkbox that says “I am not a robot” also came with an option that said “I AM a robot?” Because… you know… for the robots.
The twins have settled on their science fair project. It was one of those whiny negotiations where they wanted to work together, but one decided on a project the other one didn’t love and then refused to budge on the project. The non-excited child’s problem turned out to be the inclusion of the word “tearoom” in the title, insisting this was not a real word despite it being a real word. Once the veracity of the word “tearoom” was accepted, both children were on-board.
They have made a set of robotic arms, programmed with an arduino and Lego Wedo parts, that can brew tea, remove the tea bag after a set amount of time, and then add sugar. They’ve designed it with a whole steampunk theme as a nod to the Doctor Who episode “Deep Breath.” Because my kids are cool. Even if they used an excessive number of plastic cups designing the sugar adder and DIDN’T RETURN MY TAPE TO THE PROPER PLACE!
Pictures forthcoming when they complete the project.
I used the snow day to make all the cookies for Purim. They’re now in my freezer. 13 hours of work. 228 cookies. My back gave out in the tenth hour from leaning over the low table, folding hamantaschen. I crawled toward the cookie finish line, too. But you’ll never see a CNN news report about my tremendous feat like you will about the marathoner.
I don’t know whether to be impressed with her drive or shake my head at her failure to listen to the limitations of her body.
We’ve recently gotten massively into Sherlock. Totally enjoyable — enough so that I’m willing to overlook any weakness on the plot construction. Though with only 3 episodes per season, we’ll soon need another show to watch. I mean, another show beyond The Americans.
A little off-topic side note (though is this post really any particular topic?) that tomorrow is #MicroblogMonday. Get writing.