iNeed a new Macbook

Here while back, I needed a new power supply for my iBook. My old one's plastic had cracked and the wires were showing. I bought one from Powerbook Medic for a reasonable price and am pretty happy with it.

I say "pretty happy" because I hadn't had it too long and my stinkin' screen went out on my iBook.

(Luckily, I had purchased an external hard drive and had copied all of my music, photos and recipes on it about a week before. Whew.)

Now, the folks at Powerbook Medic are giving away a pre-owned/gently used/formerly loved Macbook.

And I want it.

I really don't want to give you the link because I don't want to decrease my chances, but darn it, they made that one of the rules. So here you are.

Enter The Powerbook Medic Macbook Giveaway.

(If you click that link and end up winning, I'm gonna haunt you. Not the cute little woooOOOOoooo. But more I'M GONNA GET YOU!!!!)

First day, last kid to go

Kindergarten. Many moons ago.






4th grade. This morning.



Yes, he has a disco ball in his locker. There is even a little light that shines on it.

Poor baby.

School starts Monday for the youngest boy. He's not handling it well.

He is excited about going back to school, but he is going to be in the middle school this year. (Small town consolidation, y'all. Pre-K through 3rd in one town. Fourth through 12th in another.)

He is nervous about changing classes and he has heard that you have to stay an extra 30 minutes after school for each assignment you don't turn in. We told him that we didn't think that was true. And if it was, work harder!

He has attached himself to me. He sits beside me, he stands behind me, he almost follows me into the bathroom. (Uh, no.)

He has been whining every sentence he says.

It is, quite frankly, getting on my last nerve.

But then, he says this, "Mom? I'm sorry for making you mad." Me - "When?" Him - "I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to make you mad."

Gah!

He also was crying today. When I asked why he told me he misses Oklahoma and his friends. When he plays the Wii, he remembers the first time he played was at Granny's house. Sniff, sniff.

Me (to lighten the mood) - "Do you miss Mexico Joe's?"
Him (smiling) - "Yeah! And New China!"

First day of school

They grow up so fast.

Here's a funny for ya

Me and the youngest get dropped off by the oldest at the store with the eye doctor's office in it (not sprawlmart). The oldest then drives off to sprawlmart and points unknown. I told him we would be in there about an hour.

During my checkup, the doctor dilates my pupils LIKE THEY'VE NEVER BEEN DILATED BEFORE. I couldn't see anything clearly. I have never had that kind of reaction to dilation before. I couldn't even pick out new frames because I couldn't see any detail (Me, looking at a pair I might like - Are those rhinestones? Her - Yes. There are three of them. Me - ????)

I tell her I'll be back when I can see. I leave the office and scurry to the restroom (of course). When I come out, my phone gives me the text chirp. I CAN'T READ IT.

I hurry over to the toys where the youngest is, shove the phone in his face and say, "What does this say?"

The oldest is on his way to the auto parts store.

I fumble around and manage to text him back. We are finished. I CAN'T SEE. (This is more legible. I used no punctuation at all on the actual text.)

So what does he do?

TEXTS ME BACK.

Hello? I CAN'T SEE.

Evidently he can't either.

Too much work

I posted 24 or so of our vacation photos on Facebook and then realized that I can't link to them from here (that I know of). Plus, I'm too tired right now to post them on flickr. If you are a Facebook friend, the photos are in the Black Hills '09 album. If you aren't a Facebook friend and you would like to see them anyway, whisper sweet nothings in my ear and I'll see what I can do.

Okay, you talked me into it. Try clicking here.