The Universe

Do you ever feel as though the universe is conspiring against you? At this moment I am blaming my dependence on internet technology and the development of the toaster. I am very big on instant gratification, so is it really so much to ask when I click the button on my computer that it will magically transport me to said page? Or when I pull the lever on the toaster that it  browns my son's waffle to golden perfection? But no, my computer has to really think about it, its taunting me and asking me if I am really sure about what I am about to do. I wish I could communicate with it, "Oh, thanks for asking, I guess your right I probably don't need that fancy fifty dollar thingamagig! I really appreciate you looking out for me" Then  it responds, "I am sorry for delay, glad I could help you think about it, but I have become unresponsive, do you wish to kill me?" Alright, alright, it really only asks if I want to kill the page but at this point it might as well ask for death.

 Then there is the toaster...I thought we had worked out all the kinks on this thing. It was invented in 1919 along with short wave radios and arch welders, don't see me complaining about those! But going on strike when my son is hungry and before I've had my first cup of coffee is unacceptable. Patience is a virtue, but not my virtue. Why isn't speed and agility or multitasking virtuous? Perfection and invention are not synonymous.

I suppose it has all worked out for the best, Trent got to eat mom's from scratch waffles with peanut butter and bananas and all of you got a new blog!  So provided my computer doesn't crash here are some cuties of perfection straight from the McAmy, and remember to check out the Facebook page fo r  lots of exciting stuff! http://www.facebook.com/inspire.montana