What’s Operation iMac, you ask?
It’s my journey on the long road to owning one of these babies. And I stress long road.
Somethings in life just aren’t fair. That I can’t go out and buy one of these computers is wrong. It’s just not fair. It’s been a long time since I pitched a fit, but just thinking about this computer not sitting on my desk, (ahem..kitchen counter)
makes me want to pitch a royal one.
But I’m out of practice on fit pitching. I’d feel like a goober if I tried to pitch one. I just can’t do them like some girls can. Don’t you feel sorry for me?
Moving right along….
No wait a second, let’s go back to my operation…
And it’s still better than the new computers you buy today. He won his online doing one of those deals where you try all these offers and after completing so many, your supposed to get a new computer in the mail. (Yeah right….or so I thought!) I’ve always been the pessimistic one in the family.
Okay…..for real, moving along now….
But speaking of my husband, he’s been posting so much lately I’m beginning to think that he’s trying to take over my blog.
I’ve got news for him….that…that…fancy computer owning weasel.
(Oops…I just bit into a plumb and shot juice all over my keyboard. Maybe I will get a new computer sooner than I thought….hehehee….that’s what I can do. Sabotage! But with my luck my hubby will go buy me a new HP just so he can stay one up on me.)
I’m not the nerdy-electronic-gadget sort of girl. But with an iMac I’ll be what ever sort of girl you want to call me. Just standing in the store looking at these beautiful creations makes me want to do that villainous laugh….
Such power. Such control.
I said I was done with this didn’t I?