Last night, in the middle of Andy playing Black Ops and me watching Army Wives, our router just up and died!

Not only did it smell funny (hence.. fried), but the lights were off and it never turned back on.

After a couple of hours of Andy trying out a new one (that didn’t work how he wanted) and me falling asleep while baby Vulture rolled and kicked and punched my insides black and blue… he gave up.

One computer in the house has internet, and it’s not mine.

So that means no blogging today, and no Army Wives!

We should have a new working router by this evening!

Have a great Memorial Day weekend!

This post was brought to you from my Droid… very slowly!