Friday, February 10, 2012
;($&??$ iPhone!
I just struggled to write a post about attack of the mom-brain while fighting to feed and entertain slap-happy, I'm-so-tired-I'm-feelin'-a-little-craaaaaazy baby. I wrote lots and lots of words and I was sooooo into it. And then my iPhone malfunctioned and I panicked and pushed things and it all disappeared. I'm undeniably a panic-and-push-things sort of gal. Nothing I'm proud of, but there it is. All of this is to say that I'll write about attack of the mom brain tomorrow. I am so unhip and so not super modern tonight. But I haven't sworn so at least I am way totally super angelic. Maybe if my iPhone can't serve me well on earth, it can at least beatify me and send me to heaven in the hereafter.
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JessicaP,
It's been a bit since I checked in to see if spouse-who-is-gone had made it home, so glad to see that he has! Hooray for you! I concur, wives of bishops and bishop's counselors are in need of admiration and a helping hand. I also feel your pain on understanding the nuances of the iPhone...I'm still trying to understand. I do have an app I'd love to recommend, Instagram. Oh, my it will transform your picture taking, so easy to get them up for others to see but they also have to be iPhone cool and Instagramers...hmmm, oh well, they'll just have to join us in being super cool and iPhone challenged.
Glad your hubby is home and that you're enjoying the flip-over-wafflemaker, my husband is also a fan of those :)
Jessica, come vacation at my house! We bought a flip over waffle maker that makes two thick delicious waffles at the same time! I'll also take you through Timp cave and we can have morbid thoughts of panic together.
V. - I love that your husband is someone who loves the wafflemaker too. It makes me feel like a now the type of man he is (: And I'll have to think about looking into Instagram!
Gretchen - Between Yeti and your flip wafflemaker you'll never get my family out of your house if we make it in. And I'm all for the morbid Timp trip. We can whisper our fears to each other and giggle the whole way through. It'll be great.
Hey Kirstin - do you get attacked by mom brain?
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