You heard me, they’re back.
I had made the mistake of thinking my pesky little buddies had moved on to some other unsuspecting redhead but oh no they were just lying in wait for that shining moment of brilliant timing. Right about the time I get my mojo back they come along and tinker with my laptop. The funny thing is I don’t recall complaining about it or saying that it needed to be fiddled with, but I must have slipped up somewhere and mentioned it’s performance amid conversation because they took it upon themselves to look into the matter.
Last weekend I had a yummy brunch post all lined up, a monkey shenanigans piece and of course a little diddy where I waxed poetic about my love, which I haven’t done in a while. Photos were taken, edited and saved. Words were flowing profusely in such a way as they haven’t for weeks. Yep all was right and moving along swimmingly, then FREEZE. Umm…okay, no big deal my laptop has locked up once or twice before. I turned her off, let her rest for a few and rebooted her…WHIR, WHIR, click…nothing. Huh, that’s weird? I pressed the power button again…WHIR,WHIR,click. Third time’s the charm right? Wrong. After about twenty attempts of trying to start my baby back up again to no avail my panic factor had risen a few degrees, bloody leprechauns were back I could feel it. Time to hand her over to my darlin’ surfer who posses some computer skills that are beyond me. My fingers were crossed that I hadn’t inadvertently downloaded another nasty virus as I surfed the net.
I should have crossed all of my fingers and toes, braided my hair like Pippy Longstocking and crossed those as well. Come to think of it crossing my arm hair wouldn’t have hurt either. A virus would have been a blessing. My darlin’ took one look at it, listened to the WHIR, click and said “Has to be the hard drive or motherboard…she’s shot. Sorry babe but you’re disconnected from the outside world for a bit, I just hope that we can retrieve your data”
Visions of cute monkeys running around the beach playing in the water flashed before my eyes. Closeups of my blue and hazel eyed cuties might be lost forever…gasp! All of their adventures, shenanigans, class trips, holidays and random what have you shots lost in the blink of an eye? It couldn’t be. Oh no! My wetsuit chronicles were toast as well…the need to wail was slowly building up inside of my chest. That would be embarrassing and scare the men in my house so thankfully fury decided to take over. I was going to have a leprechauns head on pike before the day was done! Forget superstitions and the possible time-altering ramifications if I decimated them, those little pests were going to get it and for good this time.
Well long story short, I think they heard me or maybe it was the flames enveloping me and leaving a scorched path in my wake as I ransacked the house looking for them. Either way my data was saved and retrieved by our good friend Chris. He couldn’t save my ole’ reliable girl but I’m okay with that for the time being. I was going to have a burial at sea but that would be polluting my favorite playground. I guess I’ll just bid her a fond ado and she’ll have to be scraped for parts. My pesky leprechauns seem to be in hiding at the moment but I know they will find their bravado and strike again somewhere down the road, so be it. I have a feeling though that they’ll tread softly the next go-around and keep their shenanigans to a minimum. Go ahead and fry the toaster guys I need a new one desperately just stay away from the bigger appliances and electronics would you?
In the meantime, while I’m shopping for a new laptop, I’ll be sharing the monkeys computer with them. This sounds fairly easy and reasonable right? Yeah, not so much when the monitor is also the same one that they use for their X-box 360…located in the man cave, YIKES! We’ve been negotiating terms and conditions the past week and a half. It looks like we may reach a settlement soon but when it comes to making any life altering decisions the men in my life follow the same code of reasoning as J.R.R. Tolkien’s Tree Herders. If you know what I am talking about raise your hand.
Speaking of the monkeys, my allotted time is up, especially since their buddy Owie just showed up. M2 is pacing back and forth behind me, reading over my shoulder and oh so subtly making little huffing noises. Dude I’m hurrying as fast as I can, could you give your poor momma a break monkey-head? Keep it up and I’ll have to pull out my ace during the negotiations. You boys have yet to learn about “A Woman’s Prerogative” because your mom usually goes along with the flow, but it may be time to enlighten you a wee bit.
I’m off to make some Super Bowl yummies that I was going to post for you guys this week but will have to share with you after the fact. On the menu we have Mini Roast Beef Sandwiches with Aged Cheddar Cheese Sauce, Crab Cake Sliders, Fried Pickles with a twist, Fried Mushrooms, homemade dips sauces and nothing healthy of course because it’s the Super Bowl y’all! I’ll be thinking of you.
I hope that you all have a great Sunday watching the game while hanging out with family and friends.
Hugs & Kisses…Talk to you very soon ;)