Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? My writing partner! His name is SpongeBob and he's my new left hand man.
Okay, before you think I've completely lost my mind let me just say it's been a long day. We've gutted our basement and now it has to be put all back together again. This means a lot of trips to the various big box hardware stores in the area.
Of course, it's impossible for Fran and I to go to Home Depot without quoting the movie Old School.
So, we were walking around Home Depot this afternoon and Lilia said, "I know what our new thing can be today! Making SpongeBob!" She pointed to a shelf full of sponges. It was actually a perfect idea.
Five million hours later after more driving, scouring another hardware store and a late dinner, we got home and as I had promised, it was SpongeBob making time. I was supposed to "help" Franky, meaning I made most of his SpongeBob while he helped me glue and gave me pointers.
Lilia decided she wanted to make a girl version of SpongeBob. Well, it got late and she wasn't too pleased with her final product. Therefore, I've been banned from taking a picture of a half dressed SpongeBob girl (dubbed Spongette).
I found a Spongebob drawing online to go off of because I am definitely not an artist. Using construction paper and glue, we made our masterpiece.
This turned out to be a fun little project. Sponges are so inexpensive so you can make a whole brood of SpongeBobs, if you are inclined.
Now if you'll excuse me, I just might be heading to bed now. We've got a big day planned tomorrow. Maybe Bed, Bath and Beyond, if we have time.
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