For months now B and I have been talking about getting me an iPhone on my birthday.  Well guess what.  Today is my birthday and I have no stinking iPhone to prove it.  Really up until about a week ago I didn’t even care about getting the iPhone.  Then I started regularly playing with my friends.  Then I started counting down the days until my birthday.  Then I got excited.

Then AT&T crapped on my parade.

Stupid contract rules.  Turns out I can’t upgrade until August.  Add $200 to the price of the already most expensive phone I have ever wanted and I said no way.  Actually I think my exact words were, “Oh hell no!”  That was about the time B started ushering me out of the AT&T store.  Something about kids being present when I get mad.  Whatev.

Don’t worry, my birthday wasn’t really ruined.  B brought me flowers at work.  Nothing can ruin your day when you get flowers at work!  And, my friend Kacee brought me two cupcakes.  Flowers and cupcakes equal the best day ever!  Even if it was a Monday.  Even if it was the Monday after Daylight Savings.  Best Monday EVER!

Since my plan for world domination getting an iPhone was a wash, B has promised to treat me to some Internet shopping.  My favorite!  Plus he promised a back rub tonight.  And maybe even a pedicure.  Store bought on that last one, you think I would trust B with toenail polish and my feet.  Ha!

P.S.  Sorry for the lack of updates lately.  Trust me I am hearing about it.  (JENNA!)  Things have gotten out of control at work so the last thing that crosses my mind is turning on the computer when I get home.  Not to mention the amount of work I have been bringing home anyway.  Have I told you how much I miss free time?

P.P.S.  My computer recognizes iPhone in spell check.  Pretty sweet!  My computer tells me I spell ok wrong so for it to get iPhone, I am impressed.

P.P.P.S.  Happy Birthday Kari!

I came up with that on my way to work this morning, but the couch was already gone before I got around to posting. 

Craigslist made me a very happy woman today.  In this whole preparing for mom and grandma visit, my wonderful husband cleaned out the entire garage.  Somehow he took, “make a path so we can walk through,” to mean, “clean the garage to the point where I can actually park my car in there or eat of the floor if I so choose.”  I didn’t correct him, HELLO, sparkly clean garage.

Anyway, after his hard work, the forgotten couch was suddenly looking like an eyesore.  Craigslist to the rescue.  I posted an ad around 9 p.m. last night.  By 11 p.m. we had four inquiries.  By 9 a.m. the couch was loaded and cash was in hand.  (We also had 5 more inquires this morning.)

Suddenly I have the urge to put everything up for sale on Craigslist.  Let’s see what else we can sell!

Anyway, after complaining for months about Dropshots, my past picture hosting site, I finally decided to give Flickr a try.  Flickr seems to be the standard technology for uploading pictures, plus users seem to get a lot out of the community aspect.

Here is where I need your help.  I need someone to teach me how to get the most out of Flickr.  I took the tour, it was kind of vague.  I understand the whole hosting, categorizing, tagging and editing aspect; it’s the rest that goes over my head. 

Do people follow each other on Flickr?  Are there etiquette rules to Flickr?  If you are active in a group, how did you find it?  Do you just say hey this looks cool or are groups invitation only?

If you are a Flickr user, tell me what you like most about it?  What is your favorite feature?  And what do I just have to know to become an efficient Flickr user?

My husband decided to upgrade our cable to digital cable last week.  Without conferring with me.  Not that I mind the extra $10 a month for twice as many HD channels, but I do mind the TWICE as many channels!  Once I discovered the science channel, national geographic channel and discovery channel (all HD!), my weekend was screwed.

I did not leave my house once all weekend.  I did not put on makeup once all weekend.  I did not put on anything but pajamas all weekend.  I totally showered though.  I promise. 

Not that I had any big plans for the weekend.  I was looking forward to relaxing and not having anywhere to be.  I even rented two movies.  So watching tv was my main goal, but I didn’t plan on it to take over!

If I wasn’t watching tv, I was reading a book.  It was wonderful, but I am kind of regretting it this week.  I think my brain is in a stupified coma.  Too much lazy makes it hard to get back to work. 

And of course, once I did find some energy on Monday and I started getting back into the swing of things, I come home to find out Heroes is starting the new season.  Not only is it a two hour premiere, there is also a one hour countdown/preshow before hand.  That is three hours of Heroes.  And of course I watched them all.  My ass was implanted on the couch from 7-10 p.m., minus the bathroom breaks. 

(Did you watch Heroes last night?  Can we talk about how awesome it was?  Way to kick off the new season NBC!  That should shut the naysayers mouths for awhile.  Heroes is back, baby!)

My fall plan to get outdoors more is looking bleak.  I need help!  Someone, people take away the cable and make the awesome new shows go away!  I blame the writers strike.  And my husband.  I think I have just been starved for new tv for so long, I don’t know how to walk away.  Just say no, Megan.  It’s not like we can’t record six channels at the same time.  The tv will wait for me.  How many times do you think I have to repeat that before it sinks in?

Ok, ok.  It didn’t actually say YOUR MOM, but that is what it was screaming at me.

The second message said, Megan, are you online?

No shit folks.  My mom figured out GoogleTalk.  All by herself.  I am pretty sure she would insist I point that out.

Not that my mom is technology-illiterate.  She manages ok.  I just never thought the day would come that we chatted over IM.  Email was about as far as I thought our techy-convos would go.  We are talking about the woman who left this comment on my blog the other day,

Seriously. This is the same woman who always has an unread text message on her phone because she doesn’t know what they are or how to check them.  Don’t get mad, Mom.  I am only speaking the truth.  Go check your phone right now.  I will wait.  I am betting you have an unchecked text message, and I am also betting you wouldn’t know how to figure out if you did or not.

Let me just say if my mom figures out twitter, facebook, myspace, or she starts a blog… well that is it for me.  I think I will move to New Zealand because I am pretty sure that means the apocalypse is coming.  If she gets an iPhone, I am driving off a cliff.

That’s Mii!  Big head and all.

I go through Wii phases, as I do with most habits and hobbies.  Right now I am in a Wii phase, in the zone, if you will.  It started the end of April when Mario Kart came out.  For the next three weeks I played the crap out of Mario Kart.  Every night I was playing, and getting pretty good!  I could actually beat B.  Not that I am competitive or was trying or anything.  Not me.

If you do the math, I stopped obsessively playing Mario Kart on Monday.  Nintendo must have some marketing geniuses out there who knew this would happen because what did they do, released Wii Fit yesterday.

Love it!  My only complaint, I have to get up and it makes me sweat.  What?  That’s the point?  Well crap, I guess I should have read the box better.

I am kidding.  It really is pretty cool.  How genius is Nintendo?  They made a video game that appeals to all ages, all sexes and it incorporates exercise!  It might not appeal to you workout/aerobics buffs who will scoff at the simple exercises and claim it isn’t really a workout, but what are you doing reading my blog anyway.  Shoo!  You make me feel bad.

Last night we started off slow, just playing some balance games and trying a few yoga poses.  And you know what, I feel it this morning.  I am not in horrible, uncomfortable pain, but I still feel some tension in my calves and thighs.  According to my Wii Fit bank, I played/worked out for 22 minutes last night.  Not bad, I say.

After my workout (don’t laugh fitness buffs, I thought I told you to leave!) I took a quick break to watch American Idol.  Woohoo David Cook!  And then it was back to Wii!

A group of my online friends were getting together a Mario Kart game.  I ended up playing with them until 10:30!  Time flies when you are getting the crap kicked out of you.  Remember when I said I was pretty good?  Nope, apparently B just sucks and he is the only person I can beat.  Either that or not playing for three days will really ruin your game!  Another genius marketing ploy by Nintendo.

So that was my night.  Wii Fit, American Idol and Mario Kart.  All part of my avoiding and procrastinating.  What, I have 11 days to pack.  That is plenty of time. 

P.S.  To a certain someone out there, B says, when are you going to woman up and play online with us?  Really, he said that.  I can’t make this stuff up.

Hello Mario Kart for the Wii!  Did anyone else run out and buy it Sunday morning?  Umm, I actually didn’t, I was too busy sleeping.  B ran out instead.  By the time he returned, I was ready to go.  I might have even gotten a little impatient and snappy while I not so patiently waiting for B to hook up the Wii. 

I love the new Mario Kart!  For the past week or so, B and I have been practicing on the Game Cube so we would be up for the new challenge.  While the new game is very similar to all the other versions, it is different.  And better.  And kind of more challenging, but maybe I am still getting use to the Wii style. 

The game comes with a super cool Wii steering wheel, but for me, it sucked.  I am not very good at gradual turns, so trying to use a wheel that has no definite start or stop point was near impossible.  I spent the first few races cursing at the game and running into every wall.  After I calmed down, I tried the Game Cube remote.  Ah, that is better.  Something I am use to and I can control.  Finally, I found perfection simply using the Wii remote and nunchuck.  This seems to be my sweet spot.  But hey, the wheel is free when you purchase the game, so try it out.  I am sure it works for some people.  I love how you actually have options.  Smart thinking Wii gods.

Since I was productive Saturday, I treated myself to nothing on Sunday.  Nothing but naps and Mario Kart.  Isn’t that how every Sunday should be spent?  I think so.  I am pretty good and practiced now, so whenever you are ready, BRING IT ON!  The online play is kind of frustrating to set up, but once you get started it is tons of fun.  Just be sure you have your player and car picked out ahead of time.  There is only a limited amount of time to chose and I got stuck with some poor choices in the beginning.

That is the only tip I offer.  Now, Bring. It. On.

*If anyone is interested in playing Mario Kart for the Wii online, let’s trade game codes.  I love a challenge.  I said challenge, I admit I am not as good as I like to think I am. 

In a moment of weakness, B convinced me that we needed to buy a new tv.  It was a good deal and we do kind of, sort of, eventually need a new tv.  I guess techincally this purchase would be my fault.  We moved our old tv out of the bedroom and I couldn’t last two days without my tv!  Sad I know.  It is my decompressing process.  B has the internet and video games.  I watch crappy reality tv.  Don’t judge me.

So we are now the proud owners of a Westinghouse 42″ 1080p LCD tv.  It’s pretty.  I think I am going to spoon with it tonight.

But this morning a new problem found me.  My cell phone decided it did not want to make out going calls.  I would dial, the phone would say dialing, then mysteriously it would say call ended.  This went on a good fifteen minutes.  Finally, as I was nearing work, the phone decided to connect.  A lot of good that does me, I had arrived at my destination. 

After a few minutes of reflection, I have decided it’s not the Technology Gods fault.  I am blaming my husband.  (Sorry B!)

You see my husband and I normally carpool to work.  Sure, I think it’s straining our marriage, but I kind of like my new role as Miss Daisy.  This morning my husband decided to throw a wrench in my routine.  B decided he would stay home and work on some more get-the-house-ready-to-sell projects.  (Editor’s note: As of 10:57 a.m., B was still in bed.  Editors note #2: B called at 11:09 a.m. in the tell-tale groggy I-just-woke-up voice.)

So this morning I was forced to drive myself while eating breakfast and applying makeup.  Two things much easier to complete when you aren’t trying to stay in your lane to avoid on coming traffic.  (I am kidding mom, I did not do these things while driving.  Well, I certainly did not veer into on coming traffic.)

As you can see, B is the reason my phone would not work this morning.  He ruined my flow.  Way to go B.

So now I am armed and ready with new passwords and a spam filter.  I also created a new email address to be used for the blog alone.  Let’s hope this works.

Hey Wordpress users, what kind of protects have you put on your blog to keep this from happening?  Any tips would be appreciated.