R.I.P Toshiba

Just wanted to get on here for a second and do a bit of blogging while Steve takes 3 hours to finish 2 chicken nuggets.

I haven't been able to upload my pictures or listen to my music or watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows because Steve and Frankie destroyed my trusty lap top.
It was a major heartbreak for me, that thing has been around for a rather long time and even though it took 20 minutes to get onto the Internet, I still loved it. I sat Steve in front of Spongebob on my lap top and said "OK Mommy is going to take a shower really fast, don't touch this OK."
He didn't respond because he was already absorbed in Mr. Squarepants. I jump into the shower and then out, come back downstairs to check on him and my computer is donzo.
It looked like Steve had gotten Frankie onto the table, she panicked, tap danced on the screen and then she spring boarded off of it back onto the floor.
I calmly walked away and went and got dressed, trying to figure out how to go about this situation the best way.
I decided on a little bribery.
Me- Hey buddy, why don't you get your shoes on and we will go to Starbucks for some chocolate milk.
The Culprit (Steve) - What? Chocolate milk? Ok!
We pop in the car and I start talking, gently.
Me- So, when I was in the shower, what happened to my computer? Did you touch it...accidentally? Because accidents happen sometimes and its ok when they do, just as long as you tell someone.
The Culprit- No, I think Frankie did it. Yeah, are we going to get some chocolate milk?
Me- Yep we are...so how did Frankie get up onto the table?
The Culprit- Well, she just did! Can I have some chocolate milk?
Getting an answer out of Steve is like getting an answer out of a Dementia Patient, they just cant remember that far back.
Anyways, Steve got the chocolate milk because he has a one track mind and I was sick of hearing him whine about it and I started to panic because my entire life was on it. I have 7,000 pictures, that's right, on my computer, from before Steve was born to now. I have my recipes, all my own recipes that cant be replaced and my ITunes which has everything I love on there, including Harry Potter which I haven't seen yet, which could possibly make or break my whole entire life!
So, I called my husband. No response. I called again. Nothing again.
I start to wonder why I got married to a man who ignores me when I really need him.
He called me back about 20 minutes later and I'm immediately relieved yet annoyed at the same time. He tells me that his screen went blank on his phone and that he needs a new one because he cant tell whats going on.

Well, that makes sense then, we can stay married.

I tell him what happened to my computer and he says, "Well, Ive been telling you to back them up for forever now, so what are we gonna do? Our whole life is on there."

Thanks for making me feel better about the situation.

I pick him up and we go over to the Verizon store, get him a new bust-proof man phone and then over to Best Buy, where I look at computers and cameras and dream about one day when maybe I could get another one and upgrade my camera.

We settle on a removable hard drive or whatever they are called and proceed to come home and put our whole lives onto it.

I'm blogging now from my husbands Netbook, which is super small and adorable and all but its just not the same. I have tons of pictures and stories to tell via blog and I cant upload any and my fingers are too damn fat so I keep having to go back over what I typed becuase I keep typing too many letters at once.

I did however download Harry Potter on the Netbook so my life wasn't completely destroyed by Steve and Frankie.

Thank Goodness.

Now here is a random picture of my son that was on the Netbook.

Your welcome.

Cheers.