How do drive me insane

1. Leave me for 5 days to go to a conference
2. Leave your PalmPilot behind
3. Leave all your alarms on PalmPilot on
4. Hide your PalmPilot somewhere in the depths of your laptop case, thereby ensuring that I can't find it for 3 days and continue to wonder where the hell that incessant beeping is coming from.
   

I'm not as good a wife for my techno-geek as I thought...

I'm not a technical person. I could be, I just don't want to. It doesn't excite me. Andy on the other hand...So I've learned some basic geek-speak just so that I'm not completely out of touch.

He left for South by Southwest this morning. I asked him last night if he was taking his laptop with him. He stopped. Stared at me for a few seconds. Then said "Of COURSE I'm taking my laptop. That's the point."

Apparently it would be like going to a camel convention and forgetting to bring your camel Mr. Humpy along.

Giant Plastic Smock

I need to be swaddled in plastic. I've spilt about 80 things on myself today not the least of which is coffee and spaghetti sauce. I've decided the only solution was to buy and eat two candy bars to make it up to myself.

Tomorrow I'll be coming to work like this.

Now I've got Jesus!

Last night I came home to a FedEx package with a large label that said "King Cake inside." Gosh, who could it be from? T had once again made my day. And she was totally right. It DOES look like Mardi Gras threw up.

I asked her what I could do to thank her for the wonderful gesture. Her response this morning made my day, yet again.

"Theoretically, the appropriate gesture would be to tether Jesus to your computer monitor in solidarity to the other baby Jesuses in the world.
Theoretically. Of course."

A day just isn't a good day without T in it!