"And if you rub it, it will grant you three iWishes"

Well, it happens to everyone at least once.  You come downstairs and sleepily turn on your computer while getting breakfast.  Suddenly and without warning, you find a scary "I refuse to boot up" screen and realize that the worst has occurred - the hard drive has crashed.  If you're like us, you are wholly unprepared in this worst of moments.  You haven't backed up your documents, pictures or music in two years.  A sick feeling begins in your stomach.

In my case, I immediately called my computer-genius and ever calm husband, who was already at work.  Help!  Well, evening came, and Rob started attempting the great repair.  To no avail.  So many parts of the hard drive had crashed, along with other important computer components, that my laptop was unsalvageable.  Along with aforementioned precious files.  We took a deep breath.  I tried to hold back the tears.

Then we made the decision that we'd both been considering all day.  There was no place to go but the Apple store.  So we hopped in the car, pajama-clad Ellie in tow, and headed over to that wondrous place.  A few minutes later, we walked out with an iMac.

I'm trying to properly mourn the loss of my HP laptop.  I am deeply mourning the loss of my files, and send a plea to any and all who might have pictures of us to please email them to hollylesan@gmail.com.

It's hard to properly  mourn the loss of a PC, however, when I'm staring at the shiny iMac in my office.  My mourning is mixed with absolutely giddiness about my new life.  I am a Mac person.  I have long imagined myself part of the artsy, literary, ultra-cool Mac group.  I may spend my days firmly entrenched in the decidedly PC world of law and business, but underneath all that PC exterior is the heart of an artist.  Well, I'm hiding no longer.  And I'm looking forward to many years of photo, movie, and artsy creations.  Deep breath and sigh, and into a brave new world.