If it's not one thing, it's another

The phone is now working and the massive headache I had developed due to wondering who I was not talking to that I could be talking to is now gone. As soon as we were back on line I was on the phone, spent a lovely hour catching up with all the people I hadn't spoke to in the last 28 hours. Twas a lot apparently, my call answer was full, so thank fuck that at least that feature worked.

And it wasn't hard to fix, I went over to the office to use the phone to book them to come in and the fella says there's a wee reboot pinhole on the side of the black box, use a paperclip on that and it should come back online and lo and behold it did. Tell me why this very simple answer was not listed on the website. It would have saved me much misery and guaranteed me good seats at the hockey game.

Speaking of hockey games, Taylor's class and one of the grade 4 classes won tickets to see the Oilers vs. St. Louis Blues for every student reading a certain amount of minutes every night. William is going as one of the parent volunteers. He's never been to a hockey game before so should enjoy it. I don't know why, but apparently hockey's not very big in Australia. People who live in hot climates just have no appreciation for men slamming each other into boards.

Speaking of William, we are on day 12 of "It's Over." So I guess it is. The only reason I know this is because there are no I love you's or kisses goodnight or whatever. Other than that we are reasonably pleasant with each other, still share a bed, everything appears to be normal. No one even knows this happened, just you people in blogland. I don't think he's leaving though, and we talk about upcoming events like nothing is amiss. Strange. We even just bought a new couch. Well, I picked it out, he's paying for it. I'm very excited about it's arrival which is not until December freaking 12th.

I've gone totally off topic as per usual. As is Emma's law when one thing is fixed another must break. This time it is the dock for the camera and I cannot download pictures. Which is a shame because I was going to do Sophie's 3 month post and Saoirse's 2 year one. And I know you are all dying to see pictures of my girls. Don't even try and deny it. I also took pictures of the cards I made for my friend Shelley's school auction. I don't think they will sell for much but anything is better than nothing. I used "Wishing You" from the Stampin' Up holiday catalogue for any of you who are into that sort of thing. I made the bottom card on the right hand side if you happen to click on the link, just in different colours.

Anywho, I also cannot find the cord thingermajinger to just hook the camera up to the computer. Such is my life.

In other news, I have started the countdown to my birthday. Even though I have reached an age that once seemed disgustingly old (I completely believed in the saying "Never trust anyone over 30." Some days, I still believe it) I still get excited about the big day. Even though it's no longer big. Or exciting. No one throws you a birthday party when you are turning 33. Yes, 33! It feels OLD. Or maybe that's just me. This year I plan on not mentioning my birthday to anyone in my house to see if they (read William) remember. I tried it last year, but it didn't work. I talk too much. But since I'm unlikely to throw hints about what I want at someone who doesn't seem to like me all that much I may be able to do it this year. Unless my desire for the first two seasons of The Facts of Life on DVD wins out, of course.