After walking around in circles in the store for about 10 minutes trying to keep the little mini-person happy, and then one very cranky Tweet complaining about being stuck walking around in circles in the store trying to keep the little mini-person happy, my name…was…FINALLY…called.  I know, I know, 10 minutes isn’t bad, but do it with a kid that seriously doesn’t understand why she hasn’t had a chance to put her feet on the ground yet for the day.  Poor thing went from her bed… to highchair… to car seat… to stroller… and then, poof, we were in the concrete, black and white jungle of geek heaven.  I didn’t let the toddler have time to toddle yet and she wasn’t thrilled….AT ALL.  So after 10 minutes Mommy wasn’t thrilled to hear that she would have to wait another 15 minutes for them to fix the simple problem that they said it “probably” was.  But I was in for the long haul at this point.  

This is where the luck starts to come into play. (Bet you thought I’d never get here.)  After discovering that the cranky little mini-person had one gigantic large-person sized wet diaper, I needed to go on the hunt for a decent place to change her.  The one thing that the Apple Store does not have  is a place to change a diaper.  I did think about dropping down and just changing her in the middle of the room between the I-pods and the I-phones, in clear view of the “genius” bar hoping that would hurry things up a little.  But I thought better of it and walked outside.  About a block down there was a Needless Markup department store (Nieman Marcus if you’re not familiar with the term) and possibly a changing table with my daughter’s name on it.  So off I went for a nice little stroll which made the little mini-person much happier.  YEAH!  Score 1 bonus point for Mommy!  AND LOOK!  Right inside the door of the Needless Markup was…bingo!!!  The bathrooms! Score another bonus point!  OH, WAIT! Right next to the bathrooms was a nice room set up just for changing babies that didn’t have a big heavy door that I would have to navigate with one hand and the stroller. OH YA! Just hand me the dice cuz Momma’s on a roll!  That’s when I headed back to the Apple store, and my other baby that they were holding hostage until my return. (Dramatic I know but that’s how I felt about walking out of the shop without it.) As soon as I walked in and weaved my way through the masses and went back up to the bar the “genius” told me that I had perfect timing and told the couple that were standing in front of me to move over . That’s right B-i-aches! Momma’s here!  No really, I just had good timing. And this is what happened to make me the luckiest girl in the world…world…world……..(echos)

NO, WAIT! There’s MORE!!  Did you think I would get THAT excited about a convenient bathroom with a clean baby changing area? Well, OK I would.  But there really is MORE!

One thing we’ve known, OK my hubby’s known (who is my own personal Apple geek…Wheeee), for a long time is that I’ve needed a new battery in my dinosaur.  But since I’m cheap… Ahem, I’m a thrifty and money conscious person, I figured as long as I could keep it plugged in I would be fine.  Even though I had serious issues with traveling from one room to the other without it turning its self off due to lack of juice.  (Ya, I’m that cheap.) Well, this weekend the wonderful, super studdly in his pale geekyness, (I think I have a thing for geeks) Apple genius replaced my battery, since it was the cause of my mouse pad problem…FOR FREE!  Can I get me a WOOT!   One more time, shout it out…WOOT, WOOT!  So now I’m mobil again people!  Watch out! I might just pop up at the local coffee house and drink water, cuz I’m too cheap to buy the “fancy coffee”, and write about “beautiful people” next to me that apparently have no heat sensors in their bodies since they can wear leather pants in the summer in Texas. So stay tuned!

Yep, lottery ticket for me!  And when I win I’m gonna buy a newer more modern com-poo-ter …and some leather pants.

Oh, and I want to add a special thank you to the Apple genius geek and the Apple Store for being such great sports in supporting my need to be cheap!  YOU ROCK!

My parents are coming in from out of town this next day to spend the holidays with us.  And so…, why would that keep me up?  It’s not because of excitement or nerves.  It’s simply and stupidly because of the temperature in the house.  I have a baby monitor that tells me the temperature in EJ “room”.  I keep saying EJ’s “room” because we have her moved into dear hubby’s office for the duration of my parents stay.  EJ’s nursery also doubles as the spare room with the fold out bed in it.  So when company comes to call, the poor little thing gets evicted.  This is only a temporary problem.  We are currently trying to sell our house to expand our american dream along with our family.  Welcome into my life and the current economic status and you can see where we stand right now as a force in this world.  But that’s for another time and another middle of the night bitch session.  Usually, we would just put EJ in her pack n play for the night but since this visit is longer we moved her entire crib into the office.  She’s been a great sleeper in there which has surprised me and blessed me. I was expecting some nights of terror as she woke up and saw that her comfortable, safe, little dream world was lit up in different places with the closet light being in a different place and the non-stop humming and blinking of all of geek husbands geek equipment. Kind of like waking up in a hotel room where you walk into walls trying to get to the bath room.  Completely discombobulating.  

I know, your still wondering why I’m awake and hovering like a bad smell.  Well, because of all of geek husbands geek equipment he had a second air vent installed in the tiny room to keep the heat regulated.  So it’s either colder than a witches titty or hotter than Hades in there.  That’s why I feel so compelled to keep a close eye on the temperature.  We moved EJ in a few days before the arrival of the parents to make sure she was going to do ok in there.  The last few nights it’s been in the 60′s.  Tonight it’s dropped into the 30′s.  Makes a HUGE difference in the little room.  But instead of getting colder, which is what we expected and why we dressed her for arctic sleep, it got hotter in there.  So essentially we are cooking our baby right now. Medium low heat.  The other factor I’ve decided to concern myself with since I can’t sleep is her actual nursery/guest room.  We have another thermometer in there and it’s showing that it might start snowing.  My parents are of the older generation, since they read this I’ll be kind… love you!, that get cold really easily and once they do it’s hard for them to warm up.  EJ loves to sleep in the colder room we’ve noticed.  She usually will start whining when it gets too hot.  Except for tonight, which is, again, the main  reason why I keep hovering.  Why isn’t she complaining about it being too hot?  So of course I have to check to make sure she’s still breathing that hot air every 5 minutes.  

Now I’m wondering how I’m going to keep it warm in one room and the room right next to cool?  Am I just nuts? Am I just pondering to the abyss while I really should be asleep and not up tapping away like a mad woman?  Can you see my next dilemma coming on?   Should I just get up and go make coffee and watch some dorky lifetime ho, ho, ho movie and shut up?  No, that would just make me tired and irritable tomorrow.  Not a good way to start out a visit with my mother.  Nope, I’m going to continue to lie here staring back and forth at the computer image of my little girl watching her breath and watching the temperature in her room bake her slowly till she’s medium to well done.

Wish me luck ya’ll!