I Am The Golden Goddess of Technology!!!

I LOOOOOVE it when I can actually fix things! It makes me feel like I've learned something that I can actually apply for a useful purpose. This week saw the collapse of one of our Win 7 platforms and along with it a laptop. In addition, my laptop bit it in a big way due to a virus I caught not two hours before my viruscan software came up with a fix for it. ERG.

Soooooo...I came home to some unhappy computers on Thursday night! AND...by Thursday eve they were fixed and up-to-date! Yippee!

I am officially tooting my own horn here.

Sometimes things DO work out in your favor!

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Boob Job Update One

Well...

So, the 83-yr-old has had her first installment of Sports Illustrated swimsuit model, uh, chesticles. So far so good, I think--as though ANYTHING could get in the way of a cosmetic improvement. They are what she wants.

Some of us just want to live 'til Christmas. O-buh-K-bee.

Still no boobsign, though. Surgery 2 of 3 is on March 8 and we'll see what "appears" after that. I wonder what other parts of her body she'll want to do after that? Butt? Underarm? Curved spine??

What can I say? You asked out of concern...this is my feeble attempt to keep you updated. This is officially not my business, but is becoming a great spectator sport.

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Simon Birch

I cannot believe I have never watched Simon Birch before!!! I mean, really!

I watched it last night with Baba and Clanpaw. It was endearing, realistic, honest, and downright hysterical!

The Simon Birch character is hysterical and wise beyond his years. The "Best Christmas Pageant Ever" was altogether the funniest thing I have ever seen. It was just such a realistic representation of all the odd occurrences I've experienced during my children's' choir years and when they lopped the head off the turtle dove and the angel yacked on Ms. Leavey, I felt right at home.

In the end, it's a must watch for more reasons than one. Rent. Watch. Enjoy.

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In Which Mommy Becomes an Awesome Race Car Driver

Squib: Oh, Mommy, we're going SO FAST!!!

Me: Well, honey, we're driving the speed limit like usual.

Squib: Well, we're going so fast! (awed tone of voice)

Me: Maybe it seems fast because you're feeling sick.

Squib: No, Mommy. You're driving like Doc Hudson (from the movie Cars)!!! Wow!

Me: Well, I try.

Squib: (to himself in low tones) This is so awesome.