Ya ya, I know, I haven't been around. I really don't share this blog with Ang. For a while, I thought I was the "co-host". I was wrong. I am the visiting host. I am that girl lying on the couch over there. I am the chick that stops by to chat and drink coffee once a month or may pop in to cover for her when she is on vacation. I am far from the host of the show. That being said, I hope you all are doing well and I just had to share this fun experience.
I get frustrated so easily when computers just go wrong. Our computer had "issues". I took it in about 6 weeks ago and they fixed whatever dreadful disease it had for only $49.95. Great deal. I brought it back home and we plugged it back in. The printer has not worked since. I don't really care much because, well, I don't print much. I have been working on it and re-installing the printer numerous times, to no avail. I now have 5 "different" printers all "online" and ready to print my needs....except none of them work.
This is not really the point of my story... I will figure out the printer soon, or I will throw it out the friggin' window and buy a new one that my computer won't recognize either. I did have this issue the last time it was unplugged and remember I had to do quite a bit of installing and uninstalling to get the printer recognized again and set up a new port for it to use, etc- blah, blah. I thought I would give one last ditch effort and start with the plug and where we hooked it all up.
Out of pure pain and frustration googled:
"where do i plug in my fucking printer to get it to print?"
The search results came back with many, many irate individuals- just like me. These were amusing to read too, but then I looked at the top where Mr. Google proceeded to clarify my question and asked:
"Did you mean: where do i plugin my fucking printer to get it to print? "
Nice. Have a good night everyone.
Said jen
OK. I lied. I haven't posted at all. I'm certain that in my absence...babies have been born, tides have turned, blood came from turnips, etc. (What was with that turnip/blood thing?) Labels: angie RN, busybusybusy, parenting, rant, vacation
Anyway, we went to Arkansas to visit my parents and had a splendid time. It was sunny and nice and sunny and warm and sunny. Except for when there was rain for 2 days straight. Yeah, you heard about all the flooding there, right? Well, it didn't flood by us, it just rained for 2 days. But I didn't care BECAUSE IT WASN'T FUCKING SNOW.
I am running crazy with all the things we are doing and I seriously will get back to blogging sometime soon. I mean, give me a break. I have four kids, seventeen credits in college, and we are moving on Monday.
We are leaving to take the kids down by my parents for the next week. It is a >14 hour trip and should be an excursion. I am totally looking forward to more sunshine and warmer weather than here in old frosty Wisconsin...if it's not sunny there, I may have to lay down in the woods and wait for the ants to eat me. Labels: birthdays, blog business, vacation
And the blog is back together, how about that?!? I mean, there is more moving around and color and picture changes we have to make, but the BIG stuff is done. So maybe this week I will post something...or maybe I'll just be too busy converting sunlight to Vitamin D.
Either way. LOL.
OH...AND IT IS JEN'S BIRTHDAY TODAY! WOOHOO!
Mia from The Blog Cafe is working on our new design! It's very exciting to change, but also a little nerve-wracking...this finding a different way to present yourself. Labels: blog business
Really, I have enough change and stress going on in my life, but this one is being handled by the professionals!
So Jen and I cannot stand our naked blog and have been staying away like it is the ugly stepsister who put her skanky feet in OUR shoes. I cannot wait to see her all extreme makeover-ed. (It's a word.)
It is SO cold that when I went out to start up the car on Sunday, I broke the friggin' door handle off. From the inside.
And the other door was frozen shut.
And I was stuck inside.
And my family IGNORED my frantic horn honking.
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Luckily, I had my cell phone in my pocket and called inside for someone to come out and let me out of the igloo of death.
So. Done. With. Winter.
Good job, Ang, for filling the void and at least getting something at the top of this blog. You definately work harder at it than I do, but .....I miss our orange chairs...... 
I miss them facing this way too....
That being said...I love the funk in this
I kind of wish I looked like her...
Most days, I know I am more of her.....
But today, I think I am just an outdated, old fuzzy, orange chair with a mix-matched ottoman and no masthead.
At least I have an ottoman...Said Jen (I miss my said jen too) 