Sigh. So much for the best plans.
My wife is attending the BlogHer conference in San Jose this weekend. I thought it would be cool for her to have a laptop. Not just for the conference, but for the work she does in the web world. She could use the mobility.
So, I found a laptop. Purchased it. Loaded the programs on it. Kari's used it a few times around the house.
She gets to the hotel for BlogHer...and it dies. Won't boot. Odd error message. Save mode, regular mode, no booting is possible.
Needless to say, I was not happy. Since she needed more business cards (excellent networking, honey), and the kids were wondering what mommy was doing, I decided to drive the 80 minutes to San Jose with the laptop recovery disks, newly printed business cards, some essential programs, the kids, and their swimsuits. The plan was for mom and kids to swim in the hotel pool while I tried the laptop recovery.
Oh well.
The laptop was not fixable. The recovery disks did not recover. The kids apparently put on a bit of a show in the pool.
My oldest son, who is allergic to artificial colors and flavors, exhibited a real hyper reaction -- probably connected to the red dye he has been consuming in his tylenol with codiene since having his tonsils and adnoids removed a week ago. (Why in the hell isn't there a liquid pain medicine for children that does not include artificial colors or flavors? Can someone explain this to me?)
So, the visit was short. The kids had some fun. Kari, I think, got a reminder about why she was going to enjoy a BlogHer weekend sans the children. :)
We drove home. Initially, I couldn't find the freeway onramp from the hotel, even though it is about 25 yards from the driveway. (sigh) Kids ate dinner in the van while watching Shrek. They didn't fall asleep until we got home about 10:30.
The new laptop didn't work. I love it when a plan fails to come together.
Update: Oldest son asked to go back to the hotel where mommy was so they could go swimming again. I ordered pizza instead. Kids approved of that alternative plan. But they want mommy home tomorrow.