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I am not too sure exactly when this insane plan of mine took form. The day had started off innocently enough, me all snuggly in my pajamas, sitting down at the computer with the aroma of my first morning cup of coffee wafting upwards and tantalizing my nose. Everything was just as it is every morning, paradise away from the real world, me at home in my castle.

I hit the little computer button and took a first glorious sip of coffee as the screen popped up before me, sparked, sputtered and then went dark. I could hear my jaw hitting the floor. My heart did some kind of funny little twirl in my chest, then an amazing back-flip after which, it just seemed to stop. "Noooooooooooooooooo!" I could hear my voice scream, and suddenly the day didn't look so pleasant anymore.

So I naturally did what anyone else would do in the current situation, I desperately tried to shake life back into my already dead friend, all to no avail of course. My computer was gone. Toasted. Roasted. Never coming back again. Adios Amigo. Good-bye buddy. I felt like crying! Actually sobbing hysterically would be much more likely to fit the description of my current mood. I take another sip of coffee, let out a huge sigh, and sit down to stare into my now lifeless monitor. The cat jumps up on the desk beside me and hunkers herself down on the mouse-pad. She seems to sense that something is amiss, but always the intelligent beast that she is, she pretends that everything is as it should be and stares intently into the blank computer screen with me.

So there we sit.

This is when my man, my rock, my all encompassing source of comfort and security comes up behind me and says in a somewhat demanding voice, "I want bacon and eggs for breakfast today". Now I am not the world's sanest creature on a good day, but I think that it is right about this time that I finally lose it, over the edge I go.

I don't know if any of you have ever seen a man swallow a computer whole before; but I can tell you that it is really not a pretty sight. I then take another sip of coffee and shuffle my disheveled body out and away from the scene of the crime. I can hear his confused voice mumbling behind me as I go, "What did I do? What did I do? You are insane, nuts, why do I put up with it? Honey what did I do?" I'm amazed he can still talk. The cat is hiding under the computer desk.

Then here I am at the mall, still wearing my pajamas, throwing pennies one after the other into the wishing well. It wasn't what I intended to do

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