Almost three years ago, Brandon and I bought a new computer. Our last one, a graduation present from my parents had survived single life and seven months in Egypt fairly well and had given up the ghost. By that point I had given birth to Kathleen, but marching down to the Apple store and giving them a swipe with our credit card in exchange for a big box with an iMac in it actually made me feel more adult than having a child did. After all 15 year-olds generally can't afford to buy new computers.
Our trusty, aesthetically pleasing iMac is still with us, and will continue to be a member of our family until it decides to leave us, but when arranging the logistics of our impending move, we ran up against a problem. We will be flying to Cairo and don't favor the idea of our computer box being kicked down the tarmac. Our UAB (supposedly the "fast" shipment) won't get there for another 2 1/2 months (thanks to Egyptian efficiency and Ramadan).
So what's a girl to do with no computer for 2 1/2 months? Brandon briefly tried to convince me that we could make do, but we both knew that wasn't an option. And so, with a few (really too few for the amount of financial commitment involved) clicks of the mouse, another computer has joined our family. And it's a MacBook, of course.