I am very very tired and am going to be* early.

(just thought you all should know)

*typo but it stays. that was supposed to say BED

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 08.31.2009
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My Lap Top died Friday Night.

I’m not easy on computers, I need to have two, three, eleven windows open at all times. I download between 100 and 1000 pictures a week and I watch a lot of videos and use a lot of programs that are heavy on JAVA.  Once in a blue moon I turn it off for the night.

I had noticed my laptop was acting up a few weeks ago. If I had a few windows open, the whole thing would crash. The fan was almost always on, and it was going hard, very loud. All the websites that used to load almost instantly were taking minutes – if they did not time out before they finished loading at all!

I kept asking Micah to please, for the love of all types of chocolate, PLEASE copy my pictures onto a CD so I don’t lose them. I KNEW the death of my laptop was imminent. Finally, Friday night I brought up the CD’s and told my husband I would ask someone on twitter to walk me through the process.

Then I loaded my FarmVille page to harvest my Blueberries.

And that’s when my laptop died.

The screen turned black, and the power light dimmed and then shut off completely. Repeatedly we tried to turn the power back on. Nothing.

I can haz a Black Screen of death.

26.5 GB (28,486,205,440bytes) of pictures, LOST.

Gone forever.

Micah and I fought. We don’t have the money to replace the laptop, but I NEED it. Not just for facebook, blogging and twitter, But I work from it. I make money with this laptop. We do ALL of our banking with this laptop. I JUST signed Parker up for Fall football and was expecting an email stating the date of the first practice with this laptop.

And still, there is NO money to replace it, and there is NO way I want one on credit!

I was crushed. I could do the banking and check my email with the iTouch. I can even blog, though it would be hard, with the iTouch, but dammit. My pictures were gone. Most of Logan’s life is in those picture files I have stored. Four of his five years, ALL gone. Birthdays, Vacations, Playing at the park, all of them, gone.

And then Micah took the back off the laptop and vacuumed the dog hair from the fan and all was well again.

I SHOULD really get those pictures onto CD now…

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Today we are going to talk about perfect hair. I will show you step by step how to acheive the perfect look. And by show you I mean you will have to stop being lazy and read, this isn’t hollywood, you know.

Step One: Have a shower at 5PM after remembering you are supposed to meet, at six, with the sister who just had a birthday but you were unable to see on her actual birthday becuase it was also your puppy’s birthday. (Priorities, people. They matter.)

Step two: towel dry hair, brush hair, apply gel.

Step three : Swear at hair. Apply more gel. Use hair clip. Swear some more

Step four: Give up and go for a smoke

Step five: decided that doing your hair is over rated, and it’s not like we’re going anywhere exciting.

Step six: Come home from iced capps at Timmy’s and remove hair clip while watching your husband harvest his apple tree.

Step seven: get annoyed that hair is touching your face and put it all up in the hair clip.

Step eight : have an hour long, super hot bath becuase your knee is super sore, even though you cannot get your knee we yet and the super hot bath won’t help at all.

Step nine: look in mirror while toweling off. Walk naked and dripping out of the bathroom to swear at innocent and confused husbands about how your hair hates you.

Step ten: Put clothes on.

Step eleven: take this picture with your webcam and blog it.

I hope this tutorial has helped you and wish you much luck on your continued journey to perfect hair.

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 08.26.2009
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So.

What’s worse than the fact that school starts on Thursday?

The fact that both Blake and Logan are horribly ill and I can’t seem to get their fevers to stay down.

Buttttttt…. a few notches before the fevers on the Scale of Worsness is that each and every single fucking crayon, pencil, pencil crayon, marker and book must be individually labeled with names.

And every single year we forget that – I think it is like childbirth, your body isn’t designed to handle that amount of pain and erases it from your memory, so we forget the labeling process that takes hours and hours and hours and buy the jumbo pack of markers with 45 instead of the pack with 12. And we buy the super size pencil crayons with 60 because look! They are already sharpened!

So in between dosing the boys with Tylenol and reassuring Blake  he will be fine by the first day of school (because he is terrified he will be too sick to go) we labeled and labeled and then labeled some more.

In other news, the removal of stitches went fine, so long as your definition of fine is “OMG GET SHARPER SCISSORS AND STOP PULLING LIKE THAT” Or “Oh hey, instead of mild discomfort, now my knee is ON FUCKING FIRE”

So yeah.

(I totally considered double spacing this post to make it look longer, like I used to do with reports in high school) (In the end I didn’t)(Did you notice?)(OK, I admit, that bit in the beginning was all one paragraph. I added the spaces there)(I couldn’t help my self!!)

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 08.25.2009
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Seriously. The title is  a lie. I haven’t even had one minute to myself in ..uhm…weeks. All of August. Unfortunately, that’s all going to change on Thursday.

*sob*

School is starting.

At least I get to keep Logan for company until September 8th, but dammit. I’m just not ready to spend all day without the boys yet. Summer feels like it JUST started!

Anyway. My knee is still sore, and I don’t feel like complaining about it because Sarcastica was JUST in for major MAJOR surgery. Who am I to complain about how itchy and pully nine tiny stitches are compared to what she just went through? And besides, they come out today!

Speaking of today!!! Guess who’s birthday it is? That’s right! One year ago today, on August 25th my precious pup Sam was born. Oh, and it’s my sister’s birthday too.

I joined farm ville on facebook which was a bad bad idea. I’m so completely and thoroughly addicted it isn’t even funny. And please for the love of all that is baloney, send me farm ville gifts and be my neighbour!

Fuck me with a pointy toed shoe! This is sooooo annoying. I’m trying to type but I cannot for the life of me hit the right letters. I got gel nails and I love LOVE love them, but I simply cannot type with them. I need to go in for a fill very soon, so I will have to ask them to file down the length of the nail. I don’t trust myself to do it properly, I’m not girly enough to know how to file them so they stay square.

I swear to Sponge Bob’s pineapple that if they had classes to teach people like me how to be a proper girl I would take them in a heart beat.

And also, my knee is itchy and bury right now and even though my days have been filled from morning (read: Noonish)(‘cus mornings are evil) til night i really have nothing to say.

Except this : I’ve missed you!

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 08.24.2009
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