After determining that random puking last night was food related and not illness related, I sent N to school and set to work on getting my laptop fixed.
Just a warning...this post will be incredibly boring. I'm just not that exciting this week. Or today.
After finally getting Geek Squad connected remotely to my laptop, I let them do their job...for 4.5 hours. Apparently, when your anti-virus software is corrupted, it causes a problem. Who knew? With my uncanny knack for ruining electronics, I'm pretty sure purchasing two years of Geek Squad protection when I bought my most recent laptop was a good idea.
I've used it three times. It's totally paid for itself. Thanks to Ryan L. and Ken D., I have new anti-virus software and a ton of updates that I probably needed. I swear, I'm not completely idiotic when it comes to computers and electronical things, but I might've literally typed, "Why does the little taskbar thingy keep covering up my chat windows? 'Cause that's really annoying."
Obviously, I have my priorities exactly the way they should be.
When N came home from school, he requested pizza for dinner. It was then that I told him his baby brother (Baby E) would be coming over for several hours tonight. Baby E's mom brought him over around 4:15, Pizza Hut charged us twice, and we had a great time watching "Finding Nemo" and watching Baby E squeal over everything. He's really stinkin' adorable.
It gave me a bit of a glimpse into what my life would be like if I had a 10 year old and a 7 month old insteaad of a 10 year old and a 7 year old. While the older kid and the infant definitely has its merits, I think the two older kids are more entertaining...until they fight. Oh, the fighting.
He went to sleep for a little while, and N played some Halo. A few hours later, Baby E went home, N showered, and we're both getting ready to crash since he has another 8:30 arrival time for his dang basketball game tomorrow.
Have I mentioned how much I wish he had a different coach? Because it would make dragging my behind to a freezing cold gym a little bit easier if he had a decent coach.
That, and if they turned on the heat in the gym so it wasn't 50 degrees in there...
I don't think that's too much to ask.
Aubs
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