Party of Five

I am posting from my upstairs pc - the one that I loaded a copy of Vista onto for the 2nd time and which now thinks I am all illegal and keeps trying to get me to pay for a new copy of Vista (that ain't gonna happen), but only lets me use the internet for about 15 minutes before going all Big Brother on me.
And I am having to post this from the upstairs pc and not the laptop because the laptop power adapter got fried yesterday. Probably because it's been on permanently since October (how I haven't burned the house down is a miracle), but who knows? All I know is that my ife is on that godamned laptop (Lists & Ideas on One Note and all the photos I have taken (15000 of them) too). I am just crossing my fingers that I have got everything on the external hard drive too, because even though my house is small and there are only 13 stairs to get upstairs, it seems too far to go to back up my photos onto the External HDD every once in a while.
I always tell myself that I'll back up more/organise more/sort myself out more, but at the end of the day there is always a distraction that stops me from doing it, whether it is Pip (2) tugging at my tshirt going 'MumMumMumMumMumMumMum', or Sam (9) fighting with Munch (5) and about to draw first blood etc, or the washing to fold, or the kitchen to clean, or dinner to get, or sewing to do, or blogs to read or more blogs to read. My life doesn't extend much beyond this house and maybe it should and maybe it will, but not before I've found a 'genuine' Dell Power Adapter for the laptop I regret buying but am never off.

Easter 2008
Originally uploaded by toniann.

The pics have a blue cast which means I still have the WB set to tungsten bulb. Nevermind a bit of Photoshop magic and a 28 hour day can fix that.
These are the best of the 30 or so pics that I took, trying to wrangle 3 kids, only 1 of whom has the ability to be sensible for more than 3 seconds at a time, coupled with a husband who was calling the shots thereby making the kids look at him rather than me. The lure of the many eater eggs on the bed also did not help, my steadfast refusal to let them dig in didn't go down too well either.
So with no one photo where the kids are all looking at me at the same time I had to do a freaky photoshop thing and swap out Munchers eyes (that were not looking at me) for some smiley Muncher eyes that were still not looking at me but were generally in the right direction. I like this photo and may even have a keyring made out of it for Steve's birthday. Sad I know but that's all he wants (although he will get a new pair of jeans too as he hasn't had a new pair in about a gazillion years).
We are off on holiday on Saturday, to Eastbourne, let's hope it doesn't snow.