It Must Run in the Family

This morning my cousin, Kristi, wrote on her blog how she had tripped over a dry-erase board at school while teaching her class and was now at home nursing a badly hurt foot. Well, I guess gracefulness runs in the family because today, I too, had a run in with "the mis-step" leading to bad results. You'd think "Boogie Down Productions" (my nickname in certain circles) would be able to navigate her way around the house with a nimble ease. Of course I'd never admit to being, dare I say, clumsy, so I think it best to just lay the blame on Jason. All I was trying to do was walk across the office to plug in my computer to charge up. Now, in normal houses that's quite an easy task. But when your home office decor is courtesy of a big game hunter, it gets a little tricky. In trying to avoid 2 ducks that sit on the floor I tripped over the zebra rug. Being me, I was most worried about saving myself, so I dropped my laptop on the floor. And when I say dropped...Yeah, it slammed on the floor. The screen is totally busted, and after a lecture about why we should have bought the service plan from the Geek Squad at Best Buy, we found out that it would cost almost as much to fix my 6 month old computer as buying a new one. So I'm writing to you tonight from "JR's computer", my good old HP computer that's 5 years old, been around the world, and survived JR's oh so gentle touch. Guess what I'm asking for for Christmas?