Okay. I'm not abandoning the blog just yet. Currently, I'm working on starting a new blogging project, because when you hit the wall on one blog it seems only reasonable to just move on to a new one. Yes, I'm like a three year old. When I get tired of a toy I just throw it down where I stand and move on to something newer and shinier.
But I'm not doing that.
And even I if was going to do that, I couldn't leave without telling the barbie laptop story. I posted the above picture on Instagram today. And those butterflies were just screaming for the story to be told. Screaming butterflies. How quaint.
Anyway. Here's how we acquired the barbie laptop:
Despite the fact that we have three good, solid desktop computers in our house (along with ipads and assorted ipod devices), Sterling got it into his head that he needed a mobile work station. He tried to resurrect my old Dell laptop (which isn't really that old, Boo Dell). But after several hours of wiping the hard drive clean, and reinstalling and upgrading software, the old dinosaur was still just an old dinosaur...and by that I mean S L O W. So Sterling put the dinosaur away where old dinosaurs in our house go to die -- the master closet.
And then he gave up on his mobile workstation idea for a time. UNTIL....(are you hanging on every word yet?)...a friend of his passed along an e-mail from someone who worked at HP. The HP guy was telling about this laptop that was a great machine...but that was apparently being closed out. You could get it at the Walmart, and it had plenty of RAM and megabytes and other techy stuff that I don't care about unless my Internet gets S L O W.
Sterling ran down to the Walmart and picked himself up this humdinger of a deal. He was patting himself on the back. He was strangely excited, which is super weird because he has only gotten excited over a purchase one other time in our 22 year marriage...and that had to do with a whole carton of Good N Plenty. But that's another story entirely.
So, I'm sitting on the couch in the living room (NOT watching LOST on Netflix) and he sits down across from me and starts opening up his new great laptop. And all the while he's waxing poetic on the great deal he got, and how much storage, and quickness, and all about these acronymns that I couldn't quite place. He finally disengages the laptop from all of its packing and flips open the top...and facing me head on? The most bee-autiful purple AND pink AND blue butterflies fluttering all over -- INSIDE AND OUT.
Then I fell off of the couch because I was laughing so hard.
Sterling huffed and puffed and started wrapping those darn butterflies back up. He carefully replaced each and every cardboard filler piece and headed back to the Walmart to get himself a super-special-closeout-laptop deal WITHOUT butterflies.
Too bad our Walmart only had butterfly computers.
So he went to other Walmarts. Lots of them. And you can now guess why they were such a super-special-closeout-laptop deal. Seems like someone severely overestimated the preteen laptop-purchasing audience.
But Sterling, being the logical soul that he is...decided that for such a great deal he could deal with the butterflies. And me? Being the considerate and gentle soul that I am, I started calling it the Barbie laptop. And, of course, the name stuck. I think Sterling's used that laptop all of eight times...but I've found it's great for working poolside. Or for torturing one's husband.
Yes, it's the little joys...
