May 27, Part Jen

May 27

This is a picture of my dinner from last night. I usually don't take pictures of my food but I thought the chicken leg with tin foil looked funny. It was Chicken Kiev, which I beleive means "yesterday's dried out and microwaved chicken." It looked pretty, but tasted like chicken I forgot to take out of the oven becuase I fell asleep making dinner.

We had a good visit with junior today. We spent the whole day outside because they were getting the visitation rooms ready for a big shin dig June 1st. The teething issues seem to have subsided for a couple days and Danny was happy to walk around outside and go down the slides. Then we played "destroy and throw anything on the table" for about half an hour, then we finished up with a half hour of "toss the baby in the air". Remeber than our visit is just after his jumbo lunch, and that were were tossing him around. Yes, we shold have put 2 and 2 together to see the spew coming, but we did not. Rob is now wearing the Badge Of Parenthood with some carrot and potatoe soup on him. It did not phases him, as we went out to a fancy dinner wearing the same shirt.

After we got home we angered the Voltage Gods. We plugged in teh cell phone charger to charge up Rob's cell phone, but forget to check is we needed a power convertor in addition to an adaptor. Rob smelled something funky, and lo and behold the charger was fried. But we had a back up so he was able to charge his cell. But we Voltage Gods were still angry and somehow fried the 2 USB ports on the laptop. That means no more photo transfers, flash drive transfers for the internet cafe and most importantly no more internet access since only the USB, not ethernet, works with our Russian modem. Maybe in all of our spare time we can check out the computer stores here to see if we can piece together another USB connection. If not, I will restore my frequent flyer status at the germ infested internet cafe. Good thing we have more anibiotics.

And to the blog-pooh-pooh-heads complaining about my posts being too long and the website being too slow: Shoooooooo. Don't read my blog. Move along.