What did you just say?

Dad, I need to turboboost my gun.

Right, that's why you have to eat the apple.

Misssion failed!!! But I got that one, moans Soapinator

There is a new parlance around the Trimama household and I have no idea what they are talking about. We are a Mac family now, and among the otherwise useful gadgets, such as spelling and grammar check, there is a video game called Nanosaur-or Brontosaur if you are Buck Naked Boy. From the occasional glance over the shoulder and the streams of conversation, I gather the objective is to fly a dinosaur which needs to swoop around and retrieve eggs without being shot by lasers or eaten by t-rex. Once you have recovered all 12 eggs you are vacuumed up into a portal to the next level, where you ?? I'm a little foggy about level 2. and 3 and 4 and how many levels can a game have?

I am not a video game aficionado. I lack the eye hand coordination to play effectively, and I simply don't care. I enjoy watching the PS2 games like SSX Tricky (which is the game they always want me to play because my boarder universally looks like highway road kill flapping in the wind, and pretty much everyone soundly crushes me) I've seen more hours of Red Faction and SOCOM than chick flicks (there is going to be some serious payback this winter :), checking Netflix queue) and I can name the entire armament of the neo soviet terror network. "Crazy (mom) Taxi" is my favorite. Virtual payback baby! It's therapeutic.

It's Soapinators birthday today. She's 9 and a bundle of love and hugs, life and laughs. I can't imagine not having a Soap in our family, so it's a great day.

I was in labor for 3 days with her, kind of makes an Ironman seem easy in comparison :)