Side Affects

Side Affects to what you ask? My nasty side affects are from my husband! A side affect of being married to a computer geek!!!! Till now the other side affects haven't effected me to much. The fact that he's a hobby mechanic with junk cars in the driveway have only been eye sores. I can live with junk cars! But I can't live with out my TV!!!!

Here's the back round in a nut shell. As you both know we have a media center. Which is like the most expensive shaw box or Tevo (is that how you spell it?) but with more perks, we can down load pics and movies from the net and watch them on our TV instead of our computer screen. Anyway the X Box which was being used as an extender for the down stairs TV died. (the extender is like having a shaw box at each of your main TV's.) Earl being the computer geek he is, used this as an excuse to change everything!

The computer box that was upstairs in our room is now in the basement, a new small computer box is going to go upstairs in our bedroom to be used as an extender,...and there is a new server to control them all in the computer room. Wow, that seemed like a lot of typing. But there is still more! He also changed the program from a Microsoft product to a new program called Sage TV. I like the options, but its not working!!!

I got up this morning and booted up the TV. ( I know it sounds funny, it takes some extra time, nothing good comes to easy. lol.) I fed Evan his b-fast, and brought him down to watch his regular program Toopie and Binoo while I take a couple of minutes for myself. (go pee, brush my teeth, wash my face, have a smoke etc.) This show gives me a 20 minute window of full Evan quite time. I look forward to this every morning. It gives me a chance to wake up, get my bearings, plan my day. Today this lovely time was turned into a night mare! The TV wasn't working!!! OMG!!! Now what do I do!!!! I yelled, screamed, and almost had a nervous brake down! I know this seems a little melodramatic but please try to understand. I'm not completely techno alliterate, but I do not have any patients. I have this crazy belief that what I buy to do a certain job should just work! When I buy a pen I expect it to write! That's it's reason for being on this earth! GRRRRRR!!!! Anyway I played with it for over an hour then finally just called and left a nasty message for Earl, bagging him to just either make it work by the end of the week or I was going to throw it out the window and call shaw to get a the most expensive box!!!! I could tell he thought I was joking. Earl if you read this I'M NOT JOKING!!!!!!

So since the TV isn't working I was able to finally figure out how to play a DVD for Evan so I could go about my morning routine. I feel a little better now. A little. I'll stress the phrase "a little". I'm one of those crazy people who doesn't like it when the routine gets messed up. Now I know I'll be annoyed by every little thing that goes wrong. If the dogs don't come back in when I call the first time, I'll snap at them, if I walk into a toy and hurt my foot a little it will be a bigger deal in my mind. If a day starts out bad, it stays bad! At least in my world. I'm going to try and make it the best day I can, what I do know is if Evan doesn't go down for his nap, the cat may have to call 911. I will have a nervous brake down for sure!

Well that's my rant for the day, hope you ladies are having a better day then me. I hope your husband side affects are not to bad. Have a good one!

Sorry it's been a while

I know it's been a long time since my last post. Between Evan, work and visiting family I've been hopping. (no Easter pun intended)

Life has been relatively uneventful despite my busy schedule. Evan is a handfull, I'm finding it more hard to get time to myself. So I stay up late at night, he still gets up early, so I'm tired when I'm forced to get up with him, so of course I take a nap when he does, etc, etc. So that cycle runs over and over. I also stay up late with Earl, so we can get some time for us. It's hard, but it's working, so I'm not going to mess with it.

My Uncle Ian was here for a week for my Dad's 65th birthday. It was great to see him, I feel a link to him I can't explain in words. It's like I was meant to be his daughter. We have so much more in common then I have with my Dad. It's weird. It was a great visit, so great in fact that he's thinking of coming again in May for my big 30th.

On the weight loss front I gained back quite a bit. I weighed myself on my usual Tub off Tues and wasn't shocked to see 193. Oh well, that's life, I know the eating out, not eating much, then eating birthday cake was going to catch up to me. I'm back on track now with a fresh NS order in the cupboard. At least I'm trying to be back on track. I'll let you know how it goes. Work will be crazy again soon, which will help keep me active again. The bulk of my weight loss was from working last summer. I know it will come off a lot slower this year. But having a more active day should help, I'm so sick of being couped up in the house all day long, I can't wait to get out to the park with Evan. I can't wait to get our fence up in the yard so we can throw a ball around in security. I just can't wait till all the snow is gone, and everything is dry and unmuckie. I just can't wait!

Speaking of Evan. I had a mommy triumph this week with has been the high lite of my week so far. I've been teaching Evan to clean up his messes. I'm simply encouraging him to put one toy away before moving on to a new one. I started with the crayons, since I don't want them getting lost and showing up later on walls, fish tanks etc. Anyway, he was colouring on the floor while I was watching one of my TV programs. The next thing I knew he's walking across the floor with his tin of crayons and his paper pad, he was walking towards the bar which is where I store them when they're not in use! He put all his crayons back in the tin! He was putting his drawing stuff away with out being asked! Of course he got high praise for this, along with some BBQ chips. lol. He wanted some and at that point I wasn't going to say no. I don't believe in rewarding kids with treats, it makes me think "my kid's seems like a dog" but I cheered him on before the chips so I think it's okay.

That's about all for me. I'm goin to try to blog more often again. I miss it!