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That Was Fun...Not

Guess what I have been doing for hours today....

Besides feeding my monster every two hours (she usually eats every 3 hours and no more than 5 or 6 times in a 24 hour period).....Today she has already eaten 7 times and following the pattern, I have a feeling we have a few more feedings due before she sleeps tonight...IF she sleeps tonight.  Without a doubt, she is in the middle of a growth spurt.

Besides the feeding marathon that has been going on in the Abbott household (I shamefully participated in a cookie eating marathon myself...) I spent hours trying to recover photos that I thought were long lost.  

It all started Friday night.  I was planning on blogging, but I wanted to dig up an old photo from my external hard drive.  What I found was that a large number of my important photos were gone.  Vanished.  No more...

I realized that I had a few of my photos plastered on Facebook, however they were on an account I had shut down last year...perfect.  So I re-activated my account and started some downloading.  755 photos.  Well I didn't care to sit and download each one, one at a time so I had to search for a program that would snag them off the network for me.  After a few hours, mission accomplished.  Unforgettably I am still missing several of my most prized photos, I did recover some.

Lesson learned....tomorrow I will be going to Wal-Mart to print a BUNCH of photos, just in case technology fails me again.   It's not like I can just fly to Puerto Rico and replace wedding-moon pictures.  Chances are, I won't ever be that skinny again.  It just wouldn't be the same.  

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