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We saw sun for the first time in a month over the weekend...and it was glorious. Ok, it came with 50 mile an hour winds....but glorious none the less!

Pulled out the laptop for some e-mails 5am Saturday Morning. Sunrise and so I took a cup of coffee onto the verandah of my house.

Due to the winds the dogs had come and slept overnight in front of the front door which is protected. I didn't see them. Tripped, laptop in two pieces, favourite coffee cup gone. Tried to resuscitate laptop but to no avail. House now awake.

10am saturday I am shopping for a new laptop. laptop shopping and I are a little like Goldilocks and the three bears. Too big, too small and a bear of a salesman who treated me as if I was a moron. It was 15 minutes before I worked out I was wearing my pyjama shirt and track pants with thongs/flip flops :2thumbs:

No laptop made sense so I came home with an Ipad and docking station. let's see how i go.

Walked in the door to find my beaming family with previously broken laptop now repaired and working...although making a whirring noise.

Who the hell at APPLE makes an IPAD cover which doesn't dock to the docking station. !!!!

In foul mood. Fixed with scissors. Rang store and then Apple and explained why they are morons.

Went to mow the ponderosa. Ride on mower not working. Seriously after all this rain and the grass a foot high...I would pretend to not be working either. kicked it. Swore at it. Walked away. My daughter Beck hopped on a 1/2 hour later and it started first time and she stated mowing. I love that girl!

Decided should cook a magnificent paella on the BBQ wok plate. With prep and cooking time ..2 hrs of magnificence. A triumph to the Paella Gods! Took it off the BBQ Wok to bring the paella inside. Handle breaks. Paella all over deck floor. Cohiba springs to my assistance and starts gulping it dow. I tell him to piss off knowing I can shovel it off the floor into the pan and present it to the waiting table. Doing so...wife walks out to see me in action. We had hamburgers.

Post dinner Becky hits me up for $40 for mowing. Ben tells me his laptop has crashed with Assignments a few days away. Cohiba throws up at front door from scoffing a full unshelled prawns at "paellagate".

I couldn't get out of the house fast enough this morning to come to work ;)

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Good Lord Rob I feel your pain.

There are days and then there are DAYS.

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Oh Rob,

What are we going to do with you ;)

You seem to have more than your share of misfortune :2thumbs:

hope everything is back to normal now,I would give your iPad a little bit of time, before you know you will be love with it ;)

Going to be 32 in Perth today I can feel a afternoon cigar coming on :D

Cheers OZ ;)

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Actually you forgot to add that you dropped the pork ribs all over the floor on Friday for our BBQ lunch.

That was the "Secret Sauce"

Best ribs in a long time!!!! Albeit the "Moroccan Spice" was actually baked dirt.

Don't tell the girls :D

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OMG... now that is a Murphys Law kind of day. I feel for you, but your description in words was hilarious. On the upside... things can only get better. Stay strong, think happy thoughts.

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That's funny as! I feel for you, I average one of those days about once a month (wait, that doesnt sound right...lol)

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LMAO! Great friggen story! And yes, I am laughing at you! :D

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You know you've had a tough weekend when you wake up Monday and say, "T.G.I.M". Damn glad it's in the past and you (we) can laugh at it now.

Your story sounds like one that should be made into a movie or sitcom episode for like.... Everybody Loves Raymond.

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Hey Rob, :rolleyes: Sounds like a normal weekend to me :P

Come to my house, you'll see , You'll feel right at home. B)

But bring your own coffee mug , mine has seen better days :o

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The guy at the computer store should have just been happy you were even wearing pants.

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As I think about it Rob the fault lies squarely with the dogs. Everything would have been fine...they started this traipse down the lane of shame.

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