This Mother's Day was one for the record books! As in MacBooks. I just can't help myself.
This was my Mother's Day gift, a MacBook Air laptop (It's sitting in bed, resting) I still can't believe that the Mr. actually bought this for me. Primarily, because he swore he wouldn't since our Mac desktop is still working just fine. Between you and me, he's right. I really don't neeeeeeed a laptop. But, let's move on because who wants to talk about husbands who are right, yuck, ick, no thanks.
One of the reasons I've wanted a laptop is for the mobility. You know, blogging on the go. Here's the fantasy: I'm one of those cool people in Starbucks sitting near the window, sipping my tall (not to be confused with small) coffee, looking nonchalant while I tap, tap, tap away on my cute little dimly lit keyboard. From time to time I check my iPhone to see how many "likes" my latest Instagram has, who retweeted my funny one liner (btw, has never happened but it's MY fantasy) and see what my FaceBook friends are saying about the weekend. Busy, busy, busy.
Of course, the loud ringing that signals the end of the washer machine's cycle usually jolts me back to reality.
But all that changed on Mother's Day! My fantasy could become a reality.....if I wasn't so nervous about dropping it or placing it on a sticky table covered with scone crumbs. For now, I think I'll just go and sit at the kitchen table and write.
You, on the other hand, could definitely go check out my
Instagram feed, just saying.
How was your weekend?