I LOVE music. I listen to MP3s in the car, eagerly gobble up movie soundtracks to hear a multitude of new artists and genres, and I enjoy a wide range of styles – depending on what I feel like listening to at the moment. Knowing that, and I’m sure you’ll agree with me, there’s NOTHING more frustrating than being out somewhere, hearing an amazing new song, and having no way to find out what it is.
One of the biggest problems of being a gadget freak and audiophile is that every gadget seems to come with an endless supply of wires and cables. OH, THE WIRES. How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways. We can’t also forget the endless supply of chargers, extensions, cables, and large power packs that go along with them.
In our list of major projects to accomplish before the kidling arrived last year was the small task of getting rid of all our mismatched dorm-ish bedroom furniture.
My house has a secret.
By night, when the kids are in bed, the toys get put away and everyone (including the dog) gathers in the living room for a nice glass of Merlot and a foot-up rest.