Comfy Easy PC Learning System

I love this product. My toddler loves this product. My older kids love this product. Oh, got your attention, hm? It’s the Comfy Easy PC Learning system. It’s a keyboard system for your PC that your child (ages 1 – 5) can use all by him or herself. Talk about great! Who doesn’t have a headstrong toddler who is all about “me do it!”? You don’t need extra special knowledge to set it up – just plug ‘n’ play!The keyboard comes with one software title; others are available and at approximately 20$ per title, they aren’t too expensive. They come in various themes and levels. Each title has multiple levels and multiple languages too! My kids learn in English, Spanish, Hebrew, German, French, and more. Wow!

Comfy Easy PC Learning SystemThe keyboard itself is very durable. It got dropped a few times, of course my toddler was leaning on it, banging on it and otherwise abusing it. Not a single problem with it! Nothing was broken, busted, cracked, unattached or lost! If you know my kids, you know that’s nothing short of miraculous.

My two year old took right to it. No coaching, or having to show her what to do. It freed up my time to make dinner, clean, do laundry, whatever. The Comfy characters kept her totally entertained for at least twenty minutes, but usually much longer, to the point I had to tell her it was time to stop and turn it off!

We sampled quite a few software titles, and they were all a hit. I can’t even suggest one over another. Each title has it’s own merits, and own reasons to be touted. I think our favorite was the music title, we were loving “playing” the drums and piano and other instruments.

Comfy Easy PC CharactersI honestly want to sing it’s praises. The characters didn’t get annoying the way some do and neither did the songs or other sound effects. My daughter keeps asking for “sleeping moon” over and over and over again. I love that it teaches beginning computer skills without the worry of breaking a typical keyboard. I didn’t have to tell the kids to get off or be careful. I could leave them be and go do what needed doing or I could actively engage the game with them. Every button brings a reaction, and every reaction brings a smile. I couldn’t ask for a better learning system to compliment the computer we already have.

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What effects you?

The stuff that’s gone on, on the board lately, effects my physically. I have mini-anxiety attacks just opening my messages because there is a good chance it’s one more person upset or angry or whatever. I hold my breath when my email comes in, because I never know if I am getting some bit of hate mail. I’m not saying it happens often, but often enough, that when we have some sort of drama or another happen, I just want to curl up and not come back for a while.

Some of you know about my real life drama with the shop. Just driving by sends me into an anxiety attack. I can’t cope with the thought of going in, let alone actually doing it. I had to the other night, so I walked in, said a brief hello, sat down and got to knitting while I waited for Michael. I don’t even want to go in to get my arm worked on, because it involves being *in* the shop. I can’t explain it.

Same thing happens when I have to make a phone call. I just cannot deal with it. Nope, I’ll never be that asshole calling you in the middle of dinner trying to sell you something. The phone terrifies me. Not answering it, but picking it up to make a call.

Yah, I’ll put myself out there. See the glory that is my life. It’s not as bad as it used to be. Michael used to hold me at night, unable to do anything else because I was frozen. When I was a teen I was on drugs for anxiety problems, among other problems. I didn’t like the drugs, and I found other ways to cope. Michael helps with a lot of that. Lately it’s been creeping back, and with a vengeance. It’s like my body forgot how to do basic things.

I’ll never be a recluse. I really am a one foot in front of the other kind of gal. If I start something, I’ll finish it. Heart racing, ears pounding, hands shaking and cold, but I’ll finish it, and usually, most people wont even realize anything was wrong with me. Which makes me wonder if I was imaging it all in the first place.

I make up for it by going that extra mile. Being that much more outspoken. That much more in your face. I protect that last little bit of scared little girl by surrounding her with a super confidant shell.

But some things just break that shell. Like the phone.

So, my weekend sucks

Yesterday I busted my toe. Today I busted my laptop and burned my thumb.

Let’s hope my AppleCare covers my screen, but I’m not really counting on it. What a waste of money that was.

My fucking screen shattered.

I will be getting a box within 48 hours to send it to Apple.

There they will probably decide it was an accident and therefore not covered under my AppleCare policy (why the fucking hell did I waste my money on it, if it doesn’t cover shit?) and I will scrounge for money to buy a new fucking screen for my two fucking thousand dollar laptop. Yah, guess who probably can’t afford that? We pretty much just finished paying it off too. I bought in in Nov ’05 as a birthday present to me.

I am trying very hard right now to transfer at least my work files to my external drive (something I had started last week and never finished) and maybe my photos if I can find them. I networked in, so I have limited access, and I’ll be damned if I am paying them 100+$ to backup my hard drive. Fuckers.

Oh, by the way, guess who also can’t do any work if I can’t get those files to copy.

If they deem it an “accident” isn’t not covered (as in, you dropped it you asshole, you get to pay for it) if it’s a malfunction (which it’s not) it would be covered.

Applecare has covered two screens for me in the past, but it was due to a malfunction in the latch mechanism, and they had to replace the entire thing. They have also replaced three keyboards, so honestly, it was worth it, but I am so angry I spent so much on it and it wont cover the big ticket breaks.

I am so angry right now. I can’t even begin. What really stinks is, I have dropped it before. The goddamn hard drive has a drop-resistant thing in it (it freezes if it notices a change in velocity, cool, no?), why not the screen!!

I’ve restarted my file transfer three times now. It keeps getting stuck on one file, but while I can get into my laptop to drag the main file over, if I try to go into the file to select specific files to copy, it freezes my dads machine. It’s apparently all or nothing. Let’s hope for all.

I am so angry at me right now.

Aging

I just posted this over on Punky Moms, but maybe I can get some more replies outside of the board. I posted this in February of last year. Must be a February thing.
I want to address the under 30 crowd on here. But I want the input of the over 30 crowd.

I was talking to Michael in the car today (please pardon any typos I don’t catch, my hands are freezing and I am having trouble controlling them) about the boys school, which led to what am I going to do once Eshiva is older. Basically, I want to evaluate their schooling past K (so next year for D is a make-or-break with the school they attend) and if it’s a go, I’ll enrill Eshiva too once she turns 4/5.

What do I do once I don’t have little kids at home anymore? Michael seems to think I will have a ton to do, seeing as I will no longer have a lack of time as an excuse. He might be right but… what about a job? Bringing in money? Doing something other than keeping house for the rest of my life, right?

As I said in another post, when I do hit 30 (Shivie will be 5 that year) I plan to hit it running and keep up the momentum. I have had a pretty go go at the 20′s. I did my partying and clubbing and all that garbage pretty young. By the time Dorian came along I was ready to settle in, more or less. I certainly have no interest in being out all night at a club or whatever and I haven’t in a very long time. I am where a lot of my mid-thirties friends are, for better or worse. Many of my mid-twenties friends are where I was ten years ago.

I’ve started being mindful of my skin more, my weight, my food consumption, all that stuff. Not that I wasn’t mindful of it before, but I’ve realized I’m not 18. I haven’t really stopped mourning my 18 year old self yet, I want that body back something fierce.

I think I am one of the few mamas on the board in my position *now.* I know most of you are younger and only have one kid or waited (for whatever reason) till you were older to have kids, so your careers were established already (or your “you” was established already in any case).

I’ve kind of lost my “me.” I was just short of 21 when I had D, then C then E. As I said, I’ll be turning 30 when she is turning five. Dorian will be 10. My need to be in the home will be less. It’s kind of scary to me right now. I was saying to Michael that teaching certification is pretty easy in Fl, so I could maybe do that, but do I want to teach art to a bunch of little kids? I’ve been doing that for years already. Maybe I’ll be tired of arts and crafts and explaining pointillism to a child not old enough to really get it.

So that is where I am right now. I am feeling kind of pre-lost, because I know I’ll be lost later. I don’t want more kids. I want to find who I am without the kids. I don’t have a career I want to get into. I don’t mind freelancing, but… this isn’t the career I planned to get into when I went to college. I did it because I was good at it and it paid well. Well, I’m still pretty good at it, but it doesn’t really pay well any more.

So what are your plans? Fears? Bueller?

To be honest, I don’t know what I was looking for. I know I am not “alone” in this. I just feel like I’ve spent time that I should have been spending getting to know me raising kids. Don’t get me wrong, I know who I am. I know what I enjoy doing, what I hate having to do. I’ve just forgotten how to enjoy it, you know? I could go out with the intention of buying myself new shoes or new clothes, and come home with nothing for me but five times what I planned on spending in clothes for the kids.

My world is no longer completely enthralled with snotty noses and toddlers or preschoolers that need my constant attention.

That totally sums it up. What the fuck do I do with myself once I don’t have any snot nosed brats to take care of and booboos to kiss?

I also want to add, I’ve supported Michael throughout his career. We are blessed enough to be in a position where I can fiddle around and figure out what I want to do. I don’t have to rush out and find a job. I mean, it would be nice, but I don’t have to. Because of our living situation, housing, most utilities and most of our food is taken care of. It gives me the illusion of living a life of leisure anyway. I know he’ll support whatever I decide to do, or try or whatever.

I just don’t know what “it” is.

Ho Hum

So, drama on the board turned out to not be so “drama-full” as it could have. We lost a member… lost. No, she was given the option to come clean, provide proof or leave. She chose to leave. Goes to show you don’t know shit about who is on the other end of your computer!

Our bags are selling like hotcakes. We’ll need to order more soon, I think. Shirts too, and some other goodies in the works.

I bailed on the gym today. I wasn’t up to walking, lifting or anything at all. So Michael went, and came home and we went to the post and the food store.

New GlassesI got new glasses yesterday! Clicky clicky the thumb for a better image.

I was a bit of a label whore. They are D&G frames but they actually cost less than the unbranded pair I was looking at. Plus with a AAA discount, they were almost free. My lenses, on the other hand, were just shy of 300$ Michael got new glasses as well, and thank goodness he got approved for their credit, b/c we certainly didn’t have what it cost in full to spend yesterday. On the good side of things, my script hasn’t changed much in the past two years. I am practically blind to distance without glasses, but I am 20/20 up close. (My distance was like 70/80 or something… I could barely read the third line down on the chart).

Another of our koi died. We need to test the water and clean the tank. Our pleco isn’t really doing it’s job and we have some nasty algae all over everything.

We had cake for Eshiva on Monday night. We didn’t really do birthday anything this year. I didn’t really want to. I hope that doesn’t set the tone for the whole year. We had cake for the twins birthday as well, but it wasn’t festive. I feel bad. I took lots of photos of her eating her cake, and of the kids and my dad and everyone.

My wrist and elbow are killing me. I need to find a decent support for them. I’ve been working a lot and it’s taking it’s toll.

Someone called asking for mom. Out of habit (assuming it was a telemarketer) I just said she isn’t here and may I take a message. I hope it wasn’t a friend who just didn’t know. How shitty would that have been? Those telemarketers are thinking they are slick lately though, asking for people by their first names in a real friendly tone.