becoming an old fart

I went to the cinema yesterday afternoon to see SATC 2 and we were sitting there waiting for the film to start, and I turned to my mate and said "does it have to be this loud!" and my mate laughed "you really are getting old" ;o).  I wouldnt have minded so much but she is six months older than me!.

A few weeks ago one of our hard drives died, and James decided to signup to Carbonite, following a recommendation from Al (thanks Al ;o)), I never realised we had so many photos to backup as it took three whole weeks (with the pc being on solidly on - dont worry the screen was turned off), I guess most of the photos being backed up were James' "Special (Amber must never look at or the chocolates will disappear) interest photos", not wanting my chocolates to disappear I wasnt going to chance it...

Talking of chocolates (yes I know I bought it up) my latest tasting box turned up on Wednesday, I opened them up with excited interpretation (I usually do as I am never sure what goodies will be contained within) and was distraught (Im not exaggerating either) because half of the chocolates were melted :o(.

Thursday morning (through the sobs - again no exaggeration) I rang the tasting club hotline and explained to them that half of the chocolates were melted, and the kind lady said that she will order me a replacement box - as I shouldnt have to pay for chocolates that arent in perfect condition.  She told me to throw the chocolates away if they were inedible.  Inedible is a very subjective word as even the melted chocolates can be enjoyed ;o).