Mac Attack

Don't you like my title? That's courtesy of my brilliant husband. Yup. I'm one lucky gal!

A few years back I got a computer. 2006 I think? My parents gave it to me for my birthday, Christmas, Arbor day, Valentines... you get the drift. At the time, mom and dad were under the spell of some some creepo computer-techy who managed all of their computers.

Anywho, he "custom built" my previous computer.

Oh my word.

The thing was a piece of crap. And my poor parents...

I know for a fact that they payed a pretty penny for the thing.

Long story short, when it crashed today, I could barely wait for Chappell to wake up from her nap to make the trip to Best Buy. To some this may seem a little rash, but I've known it was coming. The thing has been acting weird (weirder than usual, if that's possible) so I've been conscientious about backing up all of my pictures and even e-mailed our master address list to myself.

Geez... I can't imagine what I would do if I lost all of the pictures I've taken over the past year! There are a few files that will need to be recovered... but I think most are in my e-mail somewhere.

About an hour after my trip to BB, I became the proud owner of a Mac.

Merry Christmas to me!

Oh this is funny.

For the past day (or so?) Chappy has been saying, "weeeeeed, weeeeeeeed, weeeed!" over and over again. Reed thinks she is saying "Reed." And I think he might be right!

Ha ha ha...

If so, how hilarious? Imitating her mom nag her dad.

Priceless.

*To note, more independent standing! Still no walking, but she will let go and clap for herself. Pretty cute.