Not my year.

Overall, yes, it's been a fantastic year.  My baby girl was born, my little boy is growing before my eyes (POTTY TRAINED!  That's right!  That's what's up!), I started this business and I've developed some awesome new friendships.  So I shouldn't complain.

I shouldn't.  

But I'm going to take five minutes to put it out there in the universe.  Because that's what I do.  Then it floats away on a complaint cloud and is never to be seen again.  Sometimes.

My blackberry is the worst phone of all time.  I say that about pretty much every phone (Sprint, if you're listening, I'm begging you to get the iPhone) but this time I really mean it.  It's frozen more than it isn't.  Sometimes I get in the car, pull my phone out of my purse to check emails and whatnot, it freezes so I usually chuck it on the seat in anger and then a 12 minute drive later I grab it, thinking surely, surely, surely it won't be frozen anymore.  Only it IS.  What's the point of a phone if it's unusable more than it isn't?   It irritates me to even pay for phone service on a phone that barely works.  Maybe I'm exaggerating a wee bit.  But seriously.  Arrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh.

Then our dishwasher starts spilling rust out from the little rinse aid thingy-majigger.  Okayfinewhatever.  It's ugly but it works fine.  Then it starts leaking water.  Just a little bit at first.  Now a lot more.  Only sometimes it doesn't leak at all.  Weird, right?

Our front-loading washer is surely chummy with the devil.  It SMELLS.  Ew.  No one ever told me you had to clean out a front-loading washer often when I bought it.  No one ever told me, either, that they suck.  And they leak water out the front at some point.  It's inevitable.  And they don't do a great job with cloth diapers.  They're just no good, okay?  Don't get one.  Last night, when every last pair of my son's undies were dirty (is that TMI?), the washer decided not to turn on.  At all.  It was 1:00 a.m. and I plugged and unplugged frantically because I was supposed to go to Bible Study this morning (that didn't happen) and I thought surely if I just jiggled some cords and whatnot that it would work (that didn't happen).  Sometimes it does this.  It just doesn't work for a day or so.  And then it works again.

Which brings me to the Wii.  We don't use it for much of anything except streaming Netflix because we don't have cable.  But every once in awhile it just won't turn on.  So you unplug it and leave it that way for a few minutes and plug it back in and it'll work again.  Just in case your Wii is also possessed.

I joined Google+ recently (let me know if you need an invite, I LOVE it), and Google+ is tied into Picasa albums.  I decided to go in and clean up my Picasa albums since they were now visible to the world.  Only I didn't realize that when you use Blogger's handy little upload feature, they store your pictures in your Picasa albums.  I deleted years worth of photos that I can't get back now.  That's why this blog is now missing most of its pictures and why I won't even go to my old personal blog because I know I'll just break down in tears when I see broken images all over the place.  :(

And finally, my macbook.  I really do love my macbook.  A previous Windows user, the macbook rocked my world.  Up until a month ago.  It started overheating, then the case started bulging and it would get super hot.  Then the bulging caused some cracking and now my computer is just a hot mess.  A google search turned up lots of forums where people were discussing faulty mac batteries and how they go bad over time and swell up/bulge and they're a safety hazard so they replace them for free.  Sweetness.  Oh, but not mine.  My lovely hubby shuffled my laptop over to the Genius Bar but they said it's a no-go.  They said my battery failed some diagnostic test but it's not bulging so I can pay $120 for a new one.  Or not.  Along with all of this, my battery life suddenly went from OH-MY-GOSH-SO-AMAZING to CANT-TAKE-THE-LAPTOP-OFF-THE-CHARGER.

Sigh.

Negative Nancy OUT.