1. The tablet. Ugh. Back story : I have had computer problems like most people have fruit fly pproblems, where all seems fine for the longesr time and then BAM! You find yourself screaming and flailing your arms like a drunk mupppet in the middle of the kitchen trying to adequately express your current state of consternation. I. Can’t. Win. So, “the machine” is currently in the loving hands of the guys at Geek Squad, and I decided that the idea of tediously tapping out a blog post using nothing but the very tips of my fingers and the c3aziest misspellings you’ll ever have the privilege of reading is not going to stop me.
2. Speaking of the Squad of Geeks, they’ve up and changed their uniforms! Gone are the crisp white shirts and skinny black ties, now they’re sporting golf shirts and are like, “Look, dude, I’m not a geek, I’m really more of a business-casual nerd.” At this point, I don’t care if they’re sporting pink tutus with Darth Vader’s masks, as long as they fix my stinkin’ laptop.
3. One thing I can’t wait to share with you once I get my puter back is the “Pintrest-worthy, dramatic before and after shots of our family room,” also known as, “I paintted a few things and I’m prerty stoked with how it all turned out.” Commence breath holding. (Just be warned, the geeks, ahem, business-casual nerds, said it would take three to five days to get the computer back, so plan your breathing challenge accordingly. )
4. The Tommy is 5 months old. Wow.
5. We’ve been installing locks with reckless abandon around here, only to find some of it to be futile. There is the age old delemia of “how does one keep children from pilfering through the pantry all the live long day,” which I thought was solved by the installation of a couple of simple babylocks. Ten minutes after I installed said locks and walked smugly away from the kkitchen, I overheard the five year old instructing the 7 year old how to open it. I think I’ll stick with my friend’s recommendation to only buy food they have no desire to sneak, so our diet will soon consist of not much more than wild rice, canned beans and liver. Yum.
6. The other locks I mentioned are for all outside doors as it seems we have a sleepwalker on our hands. New parenting territory, same basic idea: how to keep kids alive while they’re still under my roof.
7. We’re watching Sherlock, true to our “18months behind in all the things” form. For those who haven’t seen it, its the perfect mix of gasping out loud in astonishment, laughing out loud at the clever humor and quickly asking, “what did he say? because although you miss plenty due to the English accents, you don’t want to miss what they say next. Sorry Downton, Sherlock is brilliant. I’m just sad that I’m running out of episodes.
Have a great weekend!