My computer slowed down to a crawl at the end of the week and well finally gave in and died on Friday. This is soooooooooo sad, and I don’t know what to do with myself. It really is crazy how dependent I have become on it. It reported a “fatal error” regarding the hard drive and even though my husband is a computer genius we may not be able to get my address book or my music off of the machine- poo! The best news is that it is still under warranty, so it won’t cost anything other than time and aggravation.
I came home from school today and well, for lack of a better word, CRASHED! I came in, nodded at Jamie, went directly to the bedroom and crawled into bed. I have had a headache all day that I cannot shake and sleeping seemed like the best way to endure it. I was out (completely out) until sometime after 8pm and after publishing this I am going to head back to bed. I am sure that I looked something like the below pictures- out to the world.
Jamie and I finished up the dishes from a Shrove Tuesday dinner, or Pancake Tuesday Supper. Growing up in Canada we would always have pancakes on the day before Ash Wednesday, usually in the form of a huge Pancake dinner at the church. Celebrating Shrove (Pancake) Tuesday is an Irish/English tradition that started because pancakes use up a lot of sweet/ rich foods before lent begins. I have never been particularly fond of pancakes, they are a little too soft for my tastes, so Jamie doesn’t get them (or any other sweet breakfast food for that matter) very often and after taking a look at all of the dishes we had to do he may not get them again until next year.
Actually one thing can in fact top the door greeting, body wiggling puppy love and that is a husband. Especially one that comes home from the office (yes that is unusual, he generally works from home), makes supper (I have a headache and didn’t feel like cooking), helps with the dishes, takes the dog for a walk, helps paste together two pictures into a one for me to use tomorrow at school and says how grateful he is to spend time with me.
How can you not love this face? EVERYDAY when I get home I am greeted by this face and wiggling body, her tail is wagging so hard that her whole body wiggles. It’s very cute and puts a smile on my face regardless of the day that I have had. Piper is always excited to see me, regardless of how long I (or we) have left her. She all but attacks me when I walk in the door, I mean she gives you an all out WELCOME HOME! After we say hello (me petting and rubbing her belly) she follows me around the house while I put things away and do whatever needs to be done. After I am finished with that and I sit at the computer to check my email or read blogs she sits on my feet- yup on my feet. She is great company and a wonderful foot warmer.
Why is it that when you are at the dentists office and have every possible instrument in your mouth plus their hands- they want to strike up a conversation with you? I mean come on people, like I really want to chat while I am guaranteed to drool on myself. I think that this should be added to the list of great things to ponder, I mean why not chat when I am just sitting in the chair?
For those of you that have not been keeping up with this, I have been married for 2 1/2 years but have not been able to change my name yet. By the way, I honestly wanted to change my name and was really excited about it. However, I was a Canadian citizen and had a greencard which made this whole process a whole lot more difficult.