I saw this posted on DesignMom recently and thought it was incredibly beautiful and creative.
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anything you say can and will be used for my entertainment...
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Caution: May encourage users to join the circus
Him: I learned what happens when I take an Ambien before I get online.
Me: What?
Him: I buy things. On eBay.
Me: What did you buy?
Him: I am now the proud owner of a professional-model unicycle. It arrives Wednesday.
Me: I hope it comes with a helmet.
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Me: What?
Him: I buy things. On eBay.
Me: What did you buy?
Him: I am now the proud owner of a professional-model unicycle. It arrives Wednesday.
Me: I hope it comes with a helmet.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
My electric personality
My one reader out there (hi, grandma!) may have noticed that I haven't posted much lately. That's because, as my current streak of really really bad luck would have it, I shocked my computer and it died.
True story.
While working on the computer, I stood up from our dining room table, took approximately a step-and-a-half to put Anthony's pacifier back in his mouth (Does that make me a bad mom? I'm new at this.), sat back down at the table and touched my finger to the keyboard (the nerve!). There was a small shock and the entire computer blew up.
Well, not blew up like in the movies. That would at least be dramatic. (But probably would have scared the baby.)
Something internal blew up and there went my beloved MacBook and all its contents. Thanks a pantload, Steve Jobs. Luckily, the geniuses at MacDocs think they saved the info on the hard drive (including pictures of my child that many are beginning to doubt really exists because of the lack of photo evidence), but I won't be able to tell until I get a new laptop. Which should be soon, I hope.
Until then, I'll be putting my "energy" (ha!) into doing this:
True story.
While working on the computer, I stood up from our dining room table, took approximately a step-and-a-half to put Anthony's pacifier back in his mouth (Does that make me a bad mom? I'm new at this.), sat back down at the table and touched my finger to the keyboard (the nerve!). There was a small shock and the entire computer blew up.
Well, not blew up like in the movies. That would at least be dramatic. (But probably would have scared the baby.)
Something internal blew up and there went my beloved MacBook and all its contents. Thanks a pantload, Steve Jobs. Luckily, the geniuses at MacDocs think they saved the info on the hard drive (including pictures of my child that many are beginning to doubt really exists because of the lack of photo evidence), but I won't be able to tell until I get a new laptop. Which should be soon, I hope.
Until then, I'll be putting my "energy" (ha!) into doing this:
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