And life ain't so bad, oh sure it started at 3AM with a large smelly puppy present - not sure which one left said deposit but I think it was the one who tried to wake me up at 2:30 AM and I wasn't having it. She showed me didn't she? Bubba of course slept through the entire thing - and yet I wonder why we were never blessed with children. Odd isn't it?
So at 8AM when my walnut sized bladder was screaming for mercy I noted another small deposit... and in the midst of cleaning up that one - Bubba arose. Which is never good that early and he defends his pup... whatever, that was cleaned up too, we got moving and had breakfast, went to the cell phone store where he could tease me more about new phones (Smart phones with features like web and text!!) But no not at that store (tease tease) we must go to the other store where they don't speak the language well and their computer system was down to they really weren't inclined to help much, plus their phones were more money but their plan was unlimited - unlike Store #1. So as I then noted it was 12:20 and football began at 1:00 did he really want to continue this trek. He did not - I was praising all angels on high. I want the cool geek phone so I can be like my geek friends - quit bitching about the price. Merry Christmas kid you'll shoot your eye out.
OH!! Did I skip a big chunk before Cell phone shopping hell... Bubba on our computer again. I don't know where he goes or what he does but once again he's got that suspicious file quarantined on his system and when I come down to figure out what the F he's done to the computer (again) he's screaming at me. Son - I can fix it so all you can do on this thing is play tiddly-winks and it will report that to me - so don't push it. Three failed scans, 4 reboots and a "We're going to breakfast - I will deal with this later" and off we went.
Fast forward to football, I got things started, he's watching me for some who-knows magic fairy to come down and fix this too... I tell him to go away again something farts I get mad and go watch football. He looks at me and says are your fixing it? No leave me alone (before I beat you with the keyboard-added inside my head) Finally I get things running on my side of the computer, we clean up the cyber-clap he's got again I dance about his side of the computer hoping that things work again, and with more tweeks and tucks and a silent prayer to the spam-virus-Trojan gods he's working... it's duct tape and bubble gum electron style but hey its working.
And answer me this - why does he get SO defensive when I poke at him to stay off porn sites? ITS A JOKE DORKUS But boy would I like to know where he goes all the time that our software can't handle. I don't have these issues! Cripes.
So amazingly Steelers managed to beat the Ciny-Bungles Troy looked good as the defense our offense well let's just say the Steeler's doctors are probably not being paid enough right now...
Bubba is out grocery shopping, he's only called a half a dozen times, because I didn't write the list for him - I wrote it for me. I'd be done and home by now - but that is just me.
All right off to enjoy a few minutes of peace and zen before Captain Cranky Pants returns with my groceries and I'm chained to the kitchen for several hours. Dinner, and a cookie swap with the ladies group. Dinner will be easy the cookies - we'll see.
Stay warm...
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