So for the past three mornings I have been awakened by Moo Moo sitting on my head. Not snuggling next to. Sitting ON. It's a good thing it's not Polly, I'd be crushed to death. I think she knows about that Halloween costume I bought and is trying to suffocate me in my sleep before I get a chance to squeeze her into it.
Or maybe she's trying to put me on my misery since yesterday I was convinced that my iPod had died. I took it to the Geek Squad at Best Buy and explained the situation. The Geek Squad Girl proceeded to test the iPod (yep, broken) then turn it off and back on. Fixed. Wow, am I stupid. Not because I hadn't thought of that but because I didn't even know that it was possible to turn the iPod off.
I think I've officially crossed over into that age where technology becomes baffling, music becomes annoying, everything used to cost a nickel and I tell stories about hitting goats on the head with a sledgehammer because that's what you do on a farm (actual story from my Pap).
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