broken and fixed?
November 14, 2007 at 9:29 p.m.
Apparently, I have the opposite-Midas touch. Cell phone? Died mysteriously yesterday. My car today? Dead in the Dollar Store parking lot.
As much as I was nervous about living near in-laws originally, my poor MIL has had to bail me out several times a day this week - what with babysitting for the pit orchestra I'm playing in and teaching, OH, and dead cars.
The phone issue is mostly resolved. I've been looking on the web for a new flip phone since I figured the flip would protect me cracking the screen inside, but then it hit me - I've broken about 3 flip phones. The flip mechanism is the weak point. HRm.....
And it just so happens we have a candy bar new Sony Walkman phone just sitting around the house. It came when we got our service and has been unused until now. I hope I don't break it too.
The car is working now, it involved some jiggling of the battery wires. But gah, I hate feeling like life is off kilter. Like I'm not independent. I need my toys, dagnabit.
Sorry this entry is so ... mundane. I've been swamped with rehearsing and teaching and trying to keep Perfect Baby perfect and my only time to get anything done today was zapped away by my SOS to my MIL to get me and my cranky baby out for the Dollar Store parking lot.
I have lots of deep things to chat about, but they'll have to wait until my head is screwed on again. Tomorrow and Friday I play 2 shows each day, Saturday I play with my band. Monday I leave for Colorado for a week. I .... am... exploding!!!
Enough of the boring freakouts - here's a cute pic a friend e.mailed me of Jared and I from a month ago. We look so young... which is funny, since we feel so blasted old (Jared has been working non-stop since 7am this morning - it's now 10pm).
SUPERCRACK out.