Hypothermia

So, I can't work on the third book of the Destine series because I have to get the second book finalized first, and I started a new book today.  I was writing about how a guy fell through the ice at Cave Lake and is suffering from, you guessed it, hypothermia, and I got so cold I had to go take a melt-the-flesh-off-your-bones-it's-so-hot shower.  Keep in mind, it's May.  And 80 degrees.  And I have no air conditioning.  Now I have the munchies, too, because all that's in the fictional house is a head of wilted lettuce and half a cup of expired milk.
Yes, I'll gladly accept the Queen of the Dorks crown.
Thank you for thinking of me.

Swimming

I took Fay swimming for the first time yesterday, and she actually liked it.  I thought she'd freak out and not want me to put her in the water, let alone in the little baby inner tube thing I had, but she totally dug it.  Of course, she tried to drink the water, but that's only to be expected.  We were there for over an hour, and she loved it the entire time.  She even started to kick. 
Thanks, Evelyn and Emily!

The Wonders of the Internet

You know, I often think about, not too long ago, how hard it was find out information about anything.  I'd always wonder, "How does that work?" or "Why is the sky blue?" but it wasn't worth the effort of going to the library and trying to find a book that could tell me.  Now, any question you have about anything, all you have to do is type it into Google and, the next thing you know, you have hundreds of thousands of answers, videos, and pictures.
Like, for example, how to get super glue off your skin.
No, I've never used it before.
No, Steve probably won't let me use it again.

1st Mother's Day

My first Mother's Day wasn't what I expected.  To be fair, Steve's on graves, so he was asleep all day, and church was wicked hot, but I still thought I'd get breakfast in bed or something.  Eric and Evelyn bought me a beautiful flower arrangement, which was nice.  Maybe motherhood is just so good that everything else pales in comparison.  It's highly possible.

One is the Loneliest Number

In all of my awesomeness, I have one friend.  Count them, one.  This friend, who shall remain nameless, hasn't called me in about six years.  Okay, so it's more like six days, but, still.  She did leave a message on my machine, but when I called back she didn't answer.
Just saying.

I'm the Winner!

Fay said, "Da-da" first, but I got the first, "I love you."
Ha!
How do you like those apples?

Wii and Netflix

So our Wii has suddenly decided it's no longer connected to the Internet.  We've fought with it all day.  I got it going earlier this morning, but now it's gone kerplooey again.  We called NetFlix, and they told us to call Nintendo.  We did all of the 6 billion steps on Nintendo's website, and it kept reassuring us that if none of them worked we'd be given a number to contact Nintendo.
Guess what?
The link to get the phone number to contact Nintendo doesn't work.
The baby's asleep, we want to watch Warehouse 13, and instead we're stuck trying to figure out how to make the stinking thing realize that it IS connected to the Internet.  Just like it was last night.  And this morning.

On a side note, Nintendo's website is increasingly aggravating, and you can't contact them at all, but Netflix gave me their phone number (ha, ha), so I'm giving it to EVERYONE.
1-800-255-3700