I had the privilege of waking up to a very funny story from Riley this morning. He is such a crack-up! I was at my mother-in-law's house yesterday and Lea was there while Riley was having a time out and shouted, "I hate when this happens!" She asked me how I keep a straight face when he says stuff like that. I don't. I just try to turn my head before I start smiling and giggling.
For Ben's birthday I bought him Wii Sports Resort. It is a great family game. Even though the kids are all at different skill levels they all enjoy playing, and usually playing together. This morning however, Carter wanted a turn by himself and I said yes. Riley was not happy with my decision, so with a pouting bottom lip he climbed into bed between Ben and me.
"I have rules," he stated.
"Rules?" I asked him. I wasn't sure if I heard him right. Sometimes his "r" sound sounds like a "w" sound and it's a little confusing. After a few seconds of misunderstanding he said, "Yes, rules! Rule number one is that I get distracted when Carter plays the Wii." (He tends to use the "I get distracted" defense when he isn't getting his way or when he is doing something he shouldn't be doing.) "Rule number two is I want to play right now!" Makes sense, right?
At this point I am just shaking with laughter. I had forgotten exactly how he stated rule number one, so I asked him to repeat it. He said, "I can't tell you rule number one because I'm on rule number three!" Well, that really got me going with the giggling. Then, with utter exasperation in his little voice, he says, "Rule number three is I can hear the game!"
Maybe we need to work on what a rule actually means? You think?
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
10 Honest Things
My sister-in-law, Lea, tagged me in a post a few days ago. I haven't been able to get to it because I was busy with last minute shopping (I'm usually not a procrastinator, but this year was weird) and because the post actually involved some thinking.
Her post was 10 honest things about herself. So here are 10 honest things about me. Hope you all enjoy.
1. Even though when I was growing up I used to tell people I was adopted (my dad was sometimes really embarrassing...I mean is really embarrassing), I love the funny quirks I inherited from him. Like the need to have my food piping hot, or wanting my ice cream melted just a bit in the microwave, or having the heat on full blast in the car but having the window down so I don't melt. I like those things. I also like that he instilled in me an understanding of the importance of punctuality and that he taught me how to strike up a friendly conversation with the person behind me in the line at a store. The temper on the other hand, I could do without.
2. I am nervous nowadays to wish someone "Merry Christmas" for fear I might offend their religious beliefs. I chicken out and just say, "Have a nice day" instead. I'd like to change that.
3. I have never liked my hair color. I get a lot of compliments from people and stylists who have done my hair. But if I were to choose my color, it would be a lovely deep brownish black. Or blond. Or really red.
4. I hate chain/forwarded emails. Sometimes they're funny, but most of the time my computer doesn't open them properly so they turn out to be a waste of my time. And really, will I have bad luck for the rest of my life if I don't send those to five people? I don't think so. Sorry to anyone who reads this and has sent me emails. I mean no disrespect.
5. I worry too much about what other people think of me. Way too much. Just ask Ben.
6. I enjoy cleaning my house but I hate cooking. I'm a pretty good cook, but an excellent housekeeper...when I have the time. My OCD tendencies come in handy occasionally. If you gave me the choice between the two I would pick cleaning house over cooking any day. Now baking, that's another story.
7. I have the greatest kids in the world. I know, I know, I'm biased. That doesn't make it any less true.
8. When Ben and I were first married we would always talk about what we wanted in our dream house. I had two requirements - a spiral staircase and a room with cement walls where I could go when I was angry and throw an endless supply of china. Yeah, I had anger management issues. Willardism.
9. If drinking coffee was not against my faith, I'd have a hot cup every morning. With a piece of biscotti.
10. I hope to actually use all this English nonsense I'm learning and write a book one day. I love non-fiction. I love hearing about the crazy, funny, sad, things people have gone through. I would love to develop the ability to write about those things, and write about them in a way that would make other people want to read them.
Her post was 10 honest things about herself. So here are 10 honest things about me. Hope you all enjoy.
1. Even though when I was growing up I used to tell people I was adopted (my dad was sometimes really embarrassing...I mean is really embarrassing), I love the funny quirks I inherited from him. Like the need to have my food piping hot, or wanting my ice cream melted just a bit in the microwave, or having the heat on full blast in the car but having the window down so I don't melt. I like those things. I also like that he instilled in me an understanding of the importance of punctuality and that he taught me how to strike up a friendly conversation with the person behind me in the line at a store. The temper on the other hand, I could do without.
2. I am nervous nowadays to wish someone "Merry Christmas" for fear I might offend their religious beliefs. I chicken out and just say, "Have a nice day" instead. I'd like to change that.
3. I have never liked my hair color. I get a lot of compliments from people and stylists who have done my hair. But if I were to choose my color, it would be a lovely deep brownish black. Or blond. Or really red.
4. I hate chain/forwarded emails. Sometimes they're funny, but most of the time my computer doesn't open them properly so they turn out to be a waste of my time. And really, will I have bad luck for the rest of my life if I don't send those to five people? I don't think so. Sorry to anyone who reads this and has sent me emails. I mean no disrespect.
5. I worry too much about what other people think of me. Way too much. Just ask Ben.
6. I enjoy cleaning my house but I hate cooking. I'm a pretty good cook, but an excellent housekeeper...when I have the time. My OCD tendencies come in handy occasionally. If you gave me the choice between the two I would pick cleaning house over cooking any day. Now baking, that's another story.
7. I have the greatest kids in the world. I know, I know, I'm biased. That doesn't make it any less true.
8. When Ben and I were first married we would always talk about what we wanted in our dream house. I had two requirements - a spiral staircase and a room with cement walls where I could go when I was angry and throw an endless supply of china. Yeah, I had anger management issues. Willardism.
9. If drinking coffee was not against my faith, I'd have a hot cup every morning. With a piece of biscotti.
10. I hope to actually use all this English nonsense I'm learning and write a book one day. I love non-fiction. I love hearing about the crazy, funny, sad, things people have gone through. I would love to develop the ability to write about those things, and write about them in a way that would make other people want to read them.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Fall 2009 Recap
Well, finals were last week (Hallelujah!) and grades were due today. I'm glad this semester is over! It was a rough one, partially because I was still unsure of what I wanted to do, and that in turn aided and abetted in my lack of motivation. But I got through it! In no particular order here's the best and the worst of Fall Semester 2009.
Human Development - A basic course in Family & Consumer Sciences. The professor was great. He brought his guitar and played it for us one day - he's really good. The first few tests were easy since they were about child development, and I've been through that with my own kids. The last few tests had less familiar material, so I had to study a bit more. All in all, a basic gen ed. My grade: A. :)
Marriage & Family Relations - Another basic course for FACS or FLHD (Family Life & Human Development). Same professor as for Human Development. I enjoyed this class as well. A lot of it was common sense stuff. Some of the material was harder to swallow, like child abuse and domestic violence. I learned some funny things I do in my relationship with Ben that I really need to STOP doing! Too much Willard sometimes. Another basic gen ed, but one worth taking. My grade: A. :)
Intermediate Poetry - This class is the reason I was there. I really like this professor. She's a bit...I want to say scatterbrained, but that's really not the term, she just has a lot on her plate. Funny story.....I was in her office for a conference one day. Her office has always looked like a paper bomb just went off. Creative minds = messy desks? If that's true then I'm in trouble! I think she has a desk somewhere under all those papers, I've just never seen it. On one of the shelves in her office is a brown file storage box with a piece of paper taped to the outside that reads: Things that go somewhere else. I think she might need a slightly bigger box. Anyway, I really like her style of teaching and the way she gives feedback. She also doesn't tolerate kids being obnoxious while she's teaching and she goes about making sure they are paying attention in a very good way. She shared with us some of her poetry this semester and I really love the way she writes. She also got me started using my voice in my writing. She helped me to find the aesthetic I like. I'm excited for Advanced Poetry next semester. I also made friends in this class. Friends I will see for the rest of my creative writing courses - thank goodness. I was really tired of seeing all new faces in classes with 80+ people! My grade: A. :)
How the Earth Works - I really love Geology, I always have. Even when I had it from Coach Peacock as a sophomore in high school I loved it. But this class was an online course and I will tell you this - I WILL NEVER IN MY LIFE TAKE ANOTHER ONLINE COURSE. I'm really terrible with reading comprehension, and that is what all my test and quizzes depended on. I am the type of person who needs to be in a classroom where I can hear my professor and ask questions face-to-face, not via email. But I survived. At least now I know! This class filled my gen ed for physical science. My grade in the class and the lab: A. :)
I really am glad this semester is over. I'm looking forward to next semester for a lot of reasons. I have three classes that go toward my major, I know a lot of people in my classes - at least a handful in my English classes. My schedule is about the same, so that's nice for my babysitters - AKA Grandmas. :) I will be done with gen eds next semester! And I'm taking a guitar class! I've always wanted to learn how to play the guitar, and besides the initial purchase of one, the class fee is only $5! I can't beat that. I was listening to my sister/niece (sniece?), Kristina, play today, and WOW! My goal is to learn to...I want to say play, but she does so much more than that when that guitar is in her hands. I want to get the music like she does. Maybe she'll give me lessons when she drops by. ;)
But now that my grades are up, I really can relax and not think about school for awhile. I'll just unsuccessfully avoid gaining five or 10 pounds by eating all the treats people have brought by! It's like non-stop sugar delivery around here! No complaints...yet...until my pants start getting too tight.
Human Development - A basic course in Family & Consumer Sciences. The professor was great. He brought his guitar and played it for us one day - he's really good. The first few tests were easy since they were about child development, and I've been through that with my own kids. The last few tests had less familiar material, so I had to study a bit more. All in all, a basic gen ed. My grade: A. :)
Marriage & Family Relations - Another basic course for FACS or FLHD (Family Life & Human Development). Same professor as for Human Development. I enjoyed this class as well. A lot of it was common sense stuff. Some of the material was harder to swallow, like child abuse and domestic violence. I learned some funny things I do in my relationship with Ben that I really need to STOP doing! Too much Willard sometimes. Another basic gen ed, but one worth taking. My grade: A. :)
Intermediate Poetry - This class is the reason I was there. I really like this professor. She's a bit...I want to say scatterbrained, but that's really not the term, she just has a lot on her plate. Funny story.....I was in her office for a conference one day. Her office has always looked like a paper bomb just went off. Creative minds = messy desks? If that's true then I'm in trouble! I think she has a desk somewhere under all those papers, I've just never seen it. On one of the shelves in her office is a brown file storage box with a piece of paper taped to the outside that reads: Things that go somewhere else. I think she might need a slightly bigger box. Anyway, I really like her style of teaching and the way she gives feedback. She also doesn't tolerate kids being obnoxious while she's teaching and she goes about making sure they are paying attention in a very good way. She shared with us some of her poetry this semester and I really love the way she writes. She also got me started using my voice in my writing. She helped me to find the aesthetic I like. I'm excited for Advanced Poetry next semester. I also made friends in this class. Friends I will see for the rest of my creative writing courses - thank goodness. I was really tired of seeing all new faces in classes with 80+ people! My grade: A. :)
How the Earth Works - I really love Geology, I always have. Even when I had it from Coach Peacock as a sophomore in high school I loved it. But this class was an online course and I will tell you this - I WILL NEVER IN MY LIFE TAKE ANOTHER ONLINE COURSE. I'm really terrible with reading comprehension, and that is what all my test and quizzes depended on. I am the type of person who needs to be in a classroom where I can hear my professor and ask questions face-to-face, not via email. But I survived. At least now I know! This class filled my gen ed for physical science. My grade in the class and the lab: A. :)
I really am glad this semester is over. I'm looking forward to next semester for a lot of reasons. I have three classes that go toward my major, I know a lot of people in my classes - at least a handful in my English classes. My schedule is about the same, so that's nice for my babysitters - AKA Grandmas. :) I will be done with gen eds next semester! And I'm taking a guitar class! I've always wanted to learn how to play the guitar, and besides the initial purchase of one, the class fee is only $5! I can't beat that. I was listening to my sister/niece (sniece?), Kristina, play today, and WOW! My goal is to learn to...I want to say play, but she does so much more than that when that guitar is in her hands. I want to get the music like she does. Maybe she'll give me lessons when she drops by. ;)
But now that my grades are up, I really can relax and not think about school for awhile. I'll just unsuccessfully avoid gaining five or 10 pounds by eating all the treats people have brought by! It's like non-stop sugar delivery around here! No complaints...yet...until my pants start getting too tight.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Riley's Surgery
Hey all. Thanks for your prayers and thoughts for Riley and for our family. We really appreciate and felt all that you did for us.
His surgery went well. We arrived at the hospital at 7:00 a.m. They took us right back to Same Day Surgery and got Riley in his gown. They had some crayons, coloring pages, stickers (yeah, that was funny - he didn't even touch those), a little game, and one of those hidden-objects-in-rice-in-a-bottle things. A couple of nurses and the anesthesiologist came to talk to us and to Riley. I really liked it because they included Ben and I in the conversation, but they spoke to Riley most of the time. And he liked that. One of the nurses in her scrubs and hat came in to tell him about some stuff and she was really fun and goofy. Riley liked her and he leaned over to me, putting his hand over his little mouth, and whispered, "She's crazy." I thought she and the other nurse were going to fall right over, laughing at the little stinker.
The surgery took about 20 minutes. The doctor said Riley did beautifully. They brought him back to our room about five minutes later, and after Riley came out of the anesthesia, ate a popsicle, and took a walk around the place, we were ready to go home.
Yesterday was good and bad. It was good because he ate four Otter Pops when we came home because some of the Demoral was still in his system so he wasn't feeling the pain in his throat. It was bad because besides that, he was so lethargic. Normal for post-surgery, but not normal for Riley. He kept asking for food, and typically patients are supposed to stay on clear liquids, but one of the nurses said there are exceptions to every rule. He ended up eating three pieces of bread in the afternoon and a scrambled egg for dinner! He went to bed in his own bed, but climbed in bed with Ben and me at about 1:00 this morning. He slept until 5:00, and then woke Ben up and they came and watched Bolt.
Today had a rough start but got better. His throat is sore, but then he sleeps with his mouth open and that just dries it out. He was NOT in the mood to take his antibiotic or his Tylenol this morning. He had a few bites of popsicle and a sip of juice or water every once in a while. He had a nap and woke up cranky, but then he was good and took his Tylenol and his antibiotic and is feeling much better. He ate again and will drink every 15 minutes or so.
Riley is lucky to have a brother who loves him like Carter does. The night before Carter played so nicely with his brother - he just wanted to make him happy. He told me to make sure and wake him up early so he could see Riley before he left for the hospital. He got so anxious at school that he gave himself a stomachache and almost came home. If it hadn't have been for my amazing sister-in-law, who convinced him to stay after she told him she'd pick him up from school and take him to the store to get a prize for Riley, I don't know what I would have done. Tonia, you rock. Thank you!
Thank you all for your love and concern. The night before the surgery Riley was the happiest he has been in a long time - I just knew all your prayers were doing us all a bunch of good! Thank you!
His surgery went well. We arrived at the hospital at 7:00 a.m. They took us right back to Same Day Surgery and got Riley in his gown. They had some crayons, coloring pages, stickers (yeah, that was funny - he didn't even touch those), a little game, and one of those hidden-objects-in-rice-in-a-bottle things. A couple of nurses and the anesthesiologist came to talk to us and to Riley. I really liked it because they included Ben and I in the conversation, but they spoke to Riley most of the time. And he liked that. One of the nurses in her scrubs and hat came in to tell him about some stuff and she was really fun and goofy. Riley liked her and he leaned over to me, putting his hand over his little mouth, and whispered, "She's crazy." I thought she and the other nurse were going to fall right over, laughing at the little stinker.
The surgery took about 20 minutes. The doctor said Riley did beautifully. They brought him back to our room about five minutes later, and after Riley came out of the anesthesia, ate a popsicle, and took a walk around the place, we were ready to go home.
Yesterday was good and bad. It was good because he ate four Otter Pops when we came home because some of the Demoral was still in his system so he wasn't feeling the pain in his throat. It was bad because besides that, he was so lethargic. Normal for post-surgery, but not normal for Riley. He kept asking for food, and typically patients are supposed to stay on clear liquids, but one of the nurses said there are exceptions to every rule. He ended up eating three pieces of bread in the afternoon and a scrambled egg for dinner! He went to bed in his own bed, but climbed in bed with Ben and me at about 1:00 this morning. He slept until 5:00, and then woke Ben up and they came and watched Bolt.
Today had a rough start but got better. His throat is sore, but then he sleeps with his mouth open and that just dries it out. He was NOT in the mood to take his antibiotic or his Tylenol this morning. He had a few bites of popsicle and a sip of juice or water every once in a while. He had a nap and woke up cranky, but then he was good and took his Tylenol and his antibiotic and is feeling much better. He ate again and will drink every 15 minutes or so.
Riley is lucky to have a brother who loves him like Carter does. The night before Carter played so nicely with his brother - he just wanted to make him happy. He told me to make sure and wake him up early so he could see Riley before he left for the hospital. He got so anxious at school that he gave himself a stomachache and almost came home. If it hadn't have been for my amazing sister-in-law, who convinced him to stay after she told him she'd pick him up from school and take him to the store to get a prize for Riley, I don't know what I would have done. Tonia, you rock. Thank you!
Thank you all for your love and concern. The night before the surgery Riley was the happiest he has been in a long time - I just knew all your prayers were doing us all a bunch of good! Thank you!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
A little bit of prayer, please.
Riley has been the troublemaker in my family from the get go. If something is supposed to go wrong then Riley is the one to make sure it does. For example, at six weeks old he had double inguinal hernia surgery. And he's the only one I had any trouble with when I was pregnant. And he has eye issues, a gap in his teeth, and now issues with sleeping/breathing/being irritable during the day because of the lack of sleeping and the breathing difficulties.
He is scheduled for surgery on Thursday morning to get his tonsils and adenoids taken out. He hasn't slept through the night in quite some time and he snores. Ben and I thought and talked for a long time about the surgery, but finally decided to go with it - the benefits outweigh the risks.
Even though it's pretty common surgery, it's still a little scary. When he had surgery when he was a baby, he had a little trouble coming out of the anesthesia. It was a little overwhelming talking to the pre-op nurse today. I think that has as much to do with the fact that my two finals were today as much as it was all the information she gave me.
The surgery is supposed to help with his breathing, which should help with his sleeping, which should help with his occasional ADD/ADHD-type behaviors. The doctor doing the surgery said that almost all of the time this surgery helps kids who have trouble sleeping to sleep better and feel better. I hope he's right.
Riley is a little scared about what's going on. On Sunday Carter told Riley he was going to get his tonsils out on Thursday. That morning he was snuggling with me and said, "I'm scared for Thursday because I don't want to get a poke in my throat." Poor guy. I just hope the nurses don't try to console him with stickers, because I don't think that will be very effective. If you want to know why, read this post.
So, my point of this post is to ask any of you who read this to pray for Riley and the surgery and anyone who will be working with him on Thursday. We want him to be safe during the surgery and come through just great. We also want the surgery to make a difference for him concerning his sleep habits. I hate to ask this of you, but what are friends for, right?
p.s. I'm so tired, I'm not proofreading this. Just know that it's finals week and my brain is fried, so you're all lucky if it makes any sense whatsoever!
He is scheduled for surgery on Thursday morning to get his tonsils and adenoids taken out. He hasn't slept through the night in quite some time and he snores. Ben and I thought and talked for a long time about the surgery, but finally decided to go with it - the benefits outweigh the risks.
Even though it's pretty common surgery, it's still a little scary. When he had surgery when he was a baby, he had a little trouble coming out of the anesthesia. It was a little overwhelming talking to the pre-op nurse today. I think that has as much to do with the fact that my two finals were today as much as it was all the information she gave me.
The surgery is supposed to help with his breathing, which should help with his sleeping, which should help with his occasional ADD/ADHD-type behaviors. The doctor doing the surgery said that almost all of the time this surgery helps kids who have trouble sleeping to sleep better and feel better. I hope he's right.
Riley is a little scared about what's going on. On Sunday Carter told Riley he was going to get his tonsils out on Thursday. That morning he was snuggling with me and said, "I'm scared for Thursday because I don't want to get a poke in my throat." Poor guy. I just hope the nurses don't try to console him with stickers, because I don't think that will be very effective. If you want to know why, read this post.
So, my point of this post is to ask any of you who read this to pray for Riley and the surgery and anyone who will be working with him on Thursday. We want him to be safe during the surgery and come through just great. We also want the surgery to make a difference for him concerning his sleep habits. I hate to ask this of you, but what are friends for, right?
p.s. I'm so tired, I'm not proofreading this. Just know that it's finals week and my brain is fried, so you're all lucky if it makes any sense whatsoever!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
The Forgotten
Riley is such an interesting kid. At times he can make me want to pull my hair out - Melanie and Carter never tried (or try) my patience the way Riley does. But then at other times he can make me smile and laugh like you wouldn't believe. For example...
For Family Home Evening this week we put up our Christmas decorations. It was a lot of fun, especially watching Ben fiddle with the lights just like he does every year! It's hilarious. I'm not allowed to say anything, but it sure is fun to giggle when he's working with them. ;)
One of the decorations I have is a little wooden snowman family I painted a long time ago when Ben and I only had Melanie. It's a five-piece set with a tree, a mom and dad, and two snowman kids. These pieces sit on a shelf where the kids can play with them. Riley was having fun arranging them in different spots when he suddenly stopped, came over to me, and asked very solemnly, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure," I said, trying not to laugh. His little face was so serious!
Then he just made me want to laugh and cry at the same time when he said, "Why did you forget me?" He wasn't in the snowmen family. So I picked him up and snuggled him and told him that I made that a long time ago when we just had Melanie. He was fine, but on one condition...
The snowman family is now Mom, Dad, Melanie, and Riley-Carter. Apparently, the two boys can't be in the same room for 10 minutes without screaming at each other, but they're totally fine sharing a body in snowman form. Hey, I'll take what I can get!
For Family Home Evening this week we put up our Christmas decorations. It was a lot of fun, especially watching Ben fiddle with the lights just like he does every year! It's hilarious. I'm not allowed to say anything, but it sure is fun to giggle when he's working with them. ;)
One of the decorations I have is a little wooden snowman family I painted a long time ago when Ben and I only had Melanie. It's a five-piece set with a tree, a mom and dad, and two snowman kids. These pieces sit on a shelf where the kids can play with them. Riley was having fun arranging them in different spots when he suddenly stopped, came over to me, and asked very solemnly, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure," I said, trying not to laugh. His little face was so serious!
Then he just made me want to laugh and cry at the same time when he said, "Why did you forget me?" He wasn't in the snowmen family. So I picked him up and snuggled him and told him that I made that a long time ago when we just had Melanie. He was fine, but on one condition...
The snowman family is now Mom, Dad, Melanie, and Riley-Carter. Apparently, the two boys can't be in the same room for 10 minutes without screaming at each other, but they're totally fine sharing a body in snowman form. Hey, I'll take what I can get!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Why I shouldn't touch technological things
Seriously.
A couple of weeks ago our computer caught a virus. And it wasn't getting over it, so we had to get a new one (wouldn't that be awesome if we could do that with ourselves when we catch viruses?) Anyway, we were planning on buying a laptop anyway (since Ben and I are both going to school it wasn't working with just one computer), so we just ordered a desktop along with it.
The desktop arrived last week and Ben put it up just perfectly. He claims he doesn't know about computers, but I think that's hogwash. He almost always figures out the problem. That is, unless I've touched something.....
My laptop came today! I was so excited. Ben wasn't home from work yet, but I figured I could set it up on my own. It was actually quite simple. I got it on, registered, connected to our wireless Internet all by myself. I was just playing around when I realized I hadn't written down my password to get it back on, so I figured the sooner I tried out my password the easier I could remember it. You'd think, right?
Half an hour, and a plethora of tries later I still couldn't log on to my laptop! I knew my password had either been a certain number in front of a word or behind it. But no matter what combination I tried I could not log in. I figured I must have misspelled the password during the initial setup. Ben tried all he could but he couldn't figured out how to reset it either. So I ended up calling technical support.
Let me just say this. I have nothing against foreigners. I love people from Russia, Spain, France, Germany, Australia, Africa. You name it, I'm good. But why, oh why for the love of my sanity do people hire employees who don't speak English very well to work over the telephone? I could hardly understand a word that woman was saying! Ben asked me later what some of the words I had written down meant. I told him I didn't know - I just wrote down any word I could understand from her. You should have heard how many times I asked, "Can you say that again?" or "What did you say?" or "Would you repeat that please?" No joke. It was insane.
Thankfully the recovery for the system didn't work properly the first time and Ben had to call back. Of course he got to speak with someone he could understand.
Anyway, it all worked out. I love my own laptop. It's so shiny. So shiny it's making me crazy when I get my fingerprints on it. But we won't go into my obsessive compulsiveness right now. That's a whole other post! I'm typing on my laptop this very moment, and Ben is working on homework on our home computer. I should be doing homework, but I'm not. :)
A couple of weeks ago our computer caught a virus. And it wasn't getting over it, so we had to get a new one (wouldn't that be awesome if we could do that with ourselves when we catch viruses?) Anyway, we were planning on buying a laptop anyway (since Ben and I are both going to school it wasn't working with just one computer), so we just ordered a desktop along with it.
The desktop arrived last week and Ben put it up just perfectly. He claims he doesn't know about computers, but I think that's hogwash. He almost always figures out the problem. That is, unless I've touched something.....
My laptop came today! I was so excited. Ben wasn't home from work yet, but I figured I could set it up on my own. It was actually quite simple. I got it on, registered, connected to our wireless Internet all by myself. I was just playing around when I realized I hadn't written down my password to get it back on, so I figured the sooner I tried out my password the easier I could remember it. You'd think, right?
Half an hour, and a plethora of tries later I still couldn't log on to my laptop! I knew my password had either been a certain number in front of a word or behind it. But no matter what combination I tried I could not log in. I figured I must have misspelled the password during the initial setup. Ben tried all he could but he couldn't figured out how to reset it either. So I ended up calling technical support.
Let me just say this. I have nothing against foreigners. I love people from Russia, Spain, France, Germany, Australia, Africa. You name it, I'm good. But why, oh why for the love of my sanity do people hire employees who don't speak English very well to work over the telephone? I could hardly understand a word that woman was saying! Ben asked me later what some of the words I had written down meant. I told him I didn't know - I just wrote down any word I could understand from her. You should have heard how many times I asked, "Can you say that again?" or "What did you say?" or "Would you repeat that please?" No joke. It was insane.
Thankfully the recovery for the system didn't work properly the first time and Ben had to call back. Of course he got to speak with someone he could understand.
Anyway, it all worked out. I love my own laptop. It's so shiny. So shiny it's making me crazy when I get my fingerprints on it. But we won't go into my obsessive compulsiveness right now. That's a whole other post! I'm typing on my laptop this very moment, and Ben is working on homework on our home computer. I should be doing homework, but I'm not. :)
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