My New iMac

I've spent nearly every waking swine infected hour on my new iMac since it arrived Wednesday morning. We were seriously going to leave the plastic on so our new toy wouldn't get swine flu all over it but when I peeled it back just to peek I had to take it off. Isn't it pretty?!

This thing is exactly what they advertise. A beast of a machine that is also beautiful. The problem is that we spent $1500 bucks on a machine on the basis that we knew how to use the iPod. (ok so we did more research than that). The point is that it is amazing...and would be cooler still if I could use it!

I grew up on pc's. I remember my first computer was a Tandy 1000 complete with a gaming "joystick". Yeeeaaahh. So I am literally programmed by Microsoft. The basics of the Mac are not difficult as soon as you figure out the tweaks such as the non existent right click. WTF?

I am currently working on Freeway 5 web design software and it too is cool but apparently designed by little Jimmy Neutron himself. I find it akin to Adobe Photoshop in that there are a million different things you can do with it and that damn thing about having the proper layer highlighted. That gets frustrating when you aren't used to it and keep tweaking the wrong parts. Especially when you are impatient by nature.

Click, tweak. Click, tweak. Click, tweak!

Ugh. So anyway I'm getting back to my tutorials now to keep learning this mess. Anyone else made the switch, please, a little encouragement!

P.S. I have survived the awful swine flu and am happy to report that I'm starting to feel better and symptoms are clearing up. Woo hoo!

LOST

Anyone a LOST fan? I love that show and I miss it. I never watched it when it came out but one day a couple of weeks after the baby was born Campeon stumbled upon it and decided to give it a whirl. We started watching together online from episode one and got hooked.

Normally I hate sci-fi. Like really, hate it. But Lost is kind of cool because it takes you just out far enough before it reels you back into reality. Its also like a big mind game...just what the hell is actually going on? Hard to tell.

So anyway, we went a little crazy and opted out of sleep almost entirely for 2 or 3 weeks watching episode after episode, season after season. Didn't we have anything better to do? No. Remember I said I just had the baby? You know, the whole 6 week dark night of sexlessness? So nope, watching Lost was definitely our best option to keep us entertained and help pass the time.

Come 4am, fighting our eyelids from closing and eager to start "just one more" episode of season 5 we found that, like the island, it had been moved and was in itself now lost. Boo. Now what?

My question is, where the hell did that creep Jacob move season five of Lost? We want to watch it. Its not available online and you can't even buy it at the store. I need answers ABC!

Elote, Elote!

Mmmm. Tonight we build a fire in the pit in the backyard and roasted 24 elotes. Elotes are corn on the cobs done up mexican style with mayonaise, queso seco, lime and chili powder. You can boil them but tonight we all agreed that fire roasted totally changes the flavor and is far superior. You can get them a lot of times for a couple bucks from someone selling them on a cart.

Now, every single person (myself included) who we have ever offered one to has been grossed out and less than enthusiastic about trying it.

And, every single person who we have ever offered one to was sold within two bites. They are freakin delicious!

If you ever see someone selling them in the street get one! You will be hooked. They are a such a treat. Keep in mind they are very messy but the key to enjoying it fully is to just mash away at it regardless of all the stuff ALL over your hands and face. Think kid enjoying an ice cream.

Mmmm. Mmmm. So good!

When I Grow Up

When you were little what did you want to be? Seriously. No holds bar here, what was it? A policeman, astronaut? Did you turn out to be that?

I wanted to be a teacher and a writer. As long as I can remember.

I am currently neither. At least by occupation. I was thinking of this the other day and really gave pause to it. No I do not teach or write as a job. However I quickly realized that I do teach. My children (and occasionally my husband) everyday. Everything I do and say is guiding them in the way they should go. So in that sense, I found new joy in caring for them! Instead of being all emo about not doing something in the exact way that I had thought, I get to do even better and concentrate on a shaping my little girls.

And as you are reading, I do write. Lol. Ok, I know, its lame and to date I have not posted anything noteworthy but who cares. I'm entertained and have a great place to vent. Maybe one day I'll find my artery of thoughts and who knows, could turn it into something more.

For now I do what I do. Making the best of it. Like my pappy always said "wherever you go, there you are". Be here in the moment. Suzi Q Make Do. And enjoy.

And baby, thank you so much for all you do. You encourage me to do what will make me happy. I love being married to you and look forward to all that we will accomplish and become together.

All of my heart,

You, Me, and Dupree

No not the movie but close to it. I'm talking about me, Campeon, and his laptop. Several times this week I woke up in the morning scrunched up and half hanging off my side of the bed. Campeon was right next to me taking the entire middle section with his laptop on the left - with its own pillow. Fantastic.

Here we are with a 4 month old baby (to which people always ask if we are getting any sleep) and the answer is always "yes". Because she sleeps all night in her own crib and loves it that way. So we have plenty of room in our bed and sleep like champs because we are not worrying about rolling over on her.

Until last week.

I don't know why Campeon decided to let his laptop sleep with us but I do know that he did make room for it and took what was left leaving me scrunched and...irritated. WTF babe? Give your Google and now blogging addictions a rest! And I don't mean on your freakin pillow. You better watch that precious little laptop of yours or my large milk filled titties might just roll over in the middle of the night and leak and suffocate your hard drive. That would be tragic.