iFrustration

I have a love/hate relationship with Apple products. Actually, it's more like I have a love for the products since I'm an iPod junkie and have had every incarnation of the iPhone with the exception of the 5s since I'm saving myself for the 6.  What I seem to have hate for is iOs 7. I can't seem to keep a charge to save my life and even invested in two...YES TWO...external battery cases.

Oh well!  What can ya do?  I know what I can do and that is bitch about it constantly while happily wearing the iPad T that a former resident and Apple store Manager gave to me before I left FL for the mid-Atlantic.  I mean it's not the shirt's fault that I want to throw my phone out of the car window when I'm cruising down 270. Really it's not. 

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling...

I'm not of Irish descent, but I enjoy a fine ale.  Since today is a "drinking holiday" I have chosen to celebrate with a nice golden rye. Since I'm also a grown-ass woman of 41 with a job and responsibilities I'm staying in tonight to enjoy the aforementioned ales while donning a shirt purchased special for the occasion. 

I'm afraid my Japanese is a little rusty.

When I was a little girl my favorite day of the week was Sunday.  It was the day that my elementary school bestie and I would hang out in the basement, in our PJs, eat Cookie Crisp and watch Godzilla movies.  Good times.  Good times.

I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot.

This blog is to filed under "sometimes I'm so stupid that I miss the obvious".  Why do I say that?  I bought today's shorts because I thought it was a fun Bullwinkle/Supernatural mash-up.  Sure!  That's what it is, but I missed the obvious  reference to one of Crowley's snarky nicknames for Sam Winchester until right before I started to write this blog. Wow!  What a silly goose I am. 

I thought they smelled bad on the *outside*.

While yesterday was the day I "leveled up" I refuse to become a stuffy old lady. Fuck that noise!  I've completed my first 40 years of existence, learned a lot of shit and made the conscious decision to make he next 40 the best ever.   (Since I don't intend to cash in my chips at 80, I'll reflect on these next years at THAT point and give you an update then. Sound good?)

So in an effort to remain young at heart, I purchased myself a few gifts and nerdy they are indeed!  This evening, after a maddening day, this hot mess decided to don one of her latest and greatest TeeFury Ts.  Iran how can one NOT dig a cartoon embowlment of a Tauntaun?  Am I right?!?!?