Wait...What?

So my computer took a huge shit today and is no longer loading anything. I'll be laptopping it when the husband is home from work in the evenings. Perhaps my most awesome brother in law will be able to fix it or rig it up for me. We need a new hard drive - I've actually filled the one on this computer and even though I have a ton of photos on it, I know that isn't what's doing it. Gah! Technology, you taunt me so. I am your bitch.

Me: Hey Peanut, wanna go shopping with me? Peanut: (jumping up and down hysterically) YES!YES!YES! I LOVE SHOPPING! Me: um ok Peanut: Wait. Where are we shopping? Are we shopping at Target? Can we eat lunch there? Can I get a toy? I would really like to eat there. We can't eat Target can we? That would be silly! I so totally want to eat lunch there. Remember yesterday last week when I was screaming in the nice Target that I wanted a doll and you told me no I couldn't get one? Remember that Mama? Me: :::blinking::: Peanut: Well I won't do that again, I promise. I need to go back to sleep and recover from that conversation.

Tetris for the XBox. You are my crack. You are my chocolate during PMS. You are my southern and coke on a night without the children. It's because of you that I've been so tired. So so tired. I could blame myself but what's the fun in that? I love that you get Pedro wound up when he has 40 lines to get to my 35 and mom's 30. Thank you for that. The frustration works to our advantage. Someone pass the visine please. My retinas could use some go-go juice.