Look at my skillz!

Computer skillz that is. Yup, I went to Cutest Blog on the Block, found a cute background, and followed their instructions to have a cute background. Forget about the fact that I had to keep switching back and forth between tabs to check each step. Forget about the fact that I haven't put a picture up yet. Forget about the fact that I can't figure out how to get the title centered in the white space (putting a bunch of spaces in front of it is not the answer). Oh well, the back is cute, that's all that matters for now.

A few weeks ago, Corey ran off with the laptop. Which meant the desktop was the only computer available. And for some reason, it wouldn't connect to the internet. So Castle had to wait a day. Nothing makes me grumpier than waiting an extra day for Castle. I figured the internet was down again. When I got the laptop back, the internet was working on it, but Corey was at work, so he couldn't help me fix the desktop. Being the "genius" I am, I went in to the control panel, found the router and connected it. It's a wireless router and was working for the laptop, but someone must have disabled the desktop's connection. I have a theory on who that little 28 pound punk was, but I don't discipline on theories so I let it slide. I did get to brag to Corey about my awesome computer skillz! And after spending all day listening to people who don't know what a browser is, he was very impressed. See? I'm amazing.

I've changed the title of this blog. After having about 30 million mid-life crises, I guess my talent is being a jack of all trades. Every time I start moaning and groaning about how the kids are sucking my soul dry, I start a new talent. My latest one is sewing. I really want to make cute clothes for the kids (mostly baby girl), so I've been watching lots of YouTube Videos and practicing and threatening my machine with a hammer. Now I'm just waiting for the store to get a zipper foot in. If it turns out well, I'll post a picture (most likely on FB). If not, you'll know what happened.

Right now Digby is growling at Pigby and Pigby is squealing and running away. Dear Pigby, you are twice his size, I doubt he's going to hurt you. Oh now the tables have turned and Pigby started chasing Digby. I need chocolate.

Can you believe baby girl's birthday is in two weeks?!?!?! How did that happen? I need to start planning a party.