Things actually went fairly well as far as putting computer stuff together, but apart from that it was the worst day ever (again). First Lauren hurt her back. She was lying under a table screwing around screw into the table to hold up a piece of vinyl siding to hold all the computer cables, when all of a sudden her back locked up. We thought I was going to have to pull her out from under the table by her feet, but she eventually crawled out. It didn’t really get better, but it was bearable.
Then that cute little camera that she got for Christmas just stopped working. It was in the middle of one of Lauren’s frequent photo sessions. Instead of the lens popping out it beeped and said “e18”. There was some misunderstanding here as well as to the nature of the problem that made Lauren think I wasn’t listening to her, when I really just didn’t understand her. I thought I was doing what she wanted, but I wasn’t. This is not the first time that this has happened.
Lauren looked around on the Internet, and “e18” is fairly common. I’m off school tomorrow, which means that I’ll go in anyway and do some of the computer stuff that I can’t do when there are students and teachers all over the place, and I’ll try to return it to Circuit City. Lauren isn’t happy.
Then, to add insult to injury, while Lauren was soaking the the tub, trying to find some relief for her aching back, she asked me if I would write a post about her worst day ever. I said I would, but ,when she got down here, I was reading a book instead. Needless to say, I got that look that said, “I hurt my back slaving away helping you all day –on the weekend, I might add– and, when I ask you to do one little thing for me, you just blow it off and read your stupid book.” I’d seen that look before, so I knew that I was in trouble. So, I’m going to have to cut this post short, as I’ve got some serious sucking up to do.
At least we weren’t trapped in Lincoln.
I’m used to seeing “majesty lines” in all pictures of Lauren. The “pain lines” kind of threw me off. At least she’s wearing her multiple-ring halo as usual.
Hey, let me tell you… a back injury is not all bad. Practice saying this line that I use all the time: “You know I’d help you, but my back…”
Yes, that comment will come in more handily than, “Oh, my pancreas!” People just don’t give the proper sympathy to that.
Take cover!
Whoops, the rest of that is… Take cover “she’s gonna blow!”
You got a double whammy Lauren. Camera and back. Did you get a triple Lloyd? Camera, back and server? We got your ice. It’s made a mess of the willow tree. Now we’re getting your cold. Just to keep the ice around. Lloyd was crawling up the driveway to the house today. If I had known I would have taken his picture. (Not hurt just not able to move).
Mostly, I’m proud of you, Lloyd…for at least recognizing Lauren’s “look” and responding forthwith.
Oh! Back problems suck. I’m so sorry. When I had Anna, they gave me 800mg of ibuprofin (motrin) for pain. There are two morals to this story… First, it’s safe to take up to 4 Motrin pills at once. Second, don’t pay for a prescription when you have Motrin at home (learned that one the hard way).
In other news, we decided to start a blog for Anna – check it out here: http://aplehman.blogspot.com/ Now if you will excuse me, my baby’s taking a dump as I type, so I better get ready to change a diaper. Thank you; good night.