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Monday, January 28, 2008

My daughter says I have some kind of weird magnetic energy. I think she's right.

I go through laptops faster than anyone I know. I'm not abusive or careless. These things don't come cheap, so I'm careful, okay?

But with the last four laptops I have had a power problem. It's like they suddenly go black and we can't get the screen up and running again. 
Then last week something really weird happened. I picked up our daughter's TV remote and the TV went black. That's when the word "alien" was uttered.

I'm wondering if this has anything to do with all that techno stuff my husband has around the house. I've told you about all that. No doubt I clapped one too many times to get the lights turned off.

But last week when the microwave zapped to silence the minute I walked into the kitchen--well, I'm starting to get a complex, that's all. I'm quite certain my presence in Vegas could shut down business for days.

Do you think there could be some kind of correlation between my electrical impulses and the hot flashes? 

I need help. 

I need chocolate. 

I need a battery recharge. 

But don't even think about telling me to go outside with a kite during a lightning storm. There's only so much I'm willing to do,  just so you know.
Diann Hunt  
posted at 8:13 PM  
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At 11:20 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

Maybe you're like that kid who makes the security things beep when he goes thru them. You are...magic!! And expensive. : )

At 11:46 AM, Blogger Kim said...

I haven't blacked out any computers or tv's yet, but I can't wear a watch to save my life - no matter the quality! Once I get the thing on my arm, it quits. Magnetic problem? If you've got it, I've got it too. So far though, no hot flashes yet!

(I have a feeling they will appear in my near future though!)


At 11:50 AM, Blogger Katy McKenna said...

I feel your pain!!! My laptop fades to black the minute I touch it. It tends to warm up a bit to my touch as the day wears on, thankfully. Like Kim, I used to not be able to wear a watch--not until well into adulthood.

I got my first watch at age 8, and I was THRILLED. It stopped cold dead as soon as it hit my wrist. My mother actually consulted with my pediatrician about this. I remember his words. "You've got too much electricity in your body." And thus it has been every since!!!

It's SHOCKING, I tell you! :)

At 11:52 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

I wish you girls could share. I don't have enough electricity in my body. You know those balls that will light up with your current? They won't do that for me, and if I'm in a chain, I will break the chain of electricity. I'm dead! Dead, I tell you!

At 12:07 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Oh my goodness, this is all so interesting! I had no idea other people were out there dealing with this just like me! But I've never heard of the watch thing. So far, I can wear my watches.

Truthfully, I can't help but think of people like us when I read a book that says something about "the spark in her eyes." I'm like, yep, she's got the same problem LOL!!

At 4:57 PM, Blogger amberzimm said...

I've always said you had a magnetic personality! ;) Okay - I need help. I'm turning into dad. . .

At 5:34 PM, Blogger Rachel Overton said...

Hey! Me too! I always thought I was just weird--I'm glad to know there are other people who can't wear watches! Before I had my daughter, I would kill a watch on contact. Since I had her, I'm able to wear them, but they only last a month or two. So I usually don't bother.

I love you guys!! You are so much like me!! And you usually blame it on being writers. I always wanted to be a writer. Maybe I really am one, and I just have to get brave enough to let it out of me again?!

Wooohooo! There's hope! :-)

At 6:09 PM, Blogger celestemc said...

You guys are so funny! I've never heard of such a thing. I wonder what your hair would do if you rubbed a balloon on your head? You could start a "new style" that only the "elite" could attain!

At 9:26 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

You know, my mother couldn't keep a watch going for more than a month. All the batteries died on her. She was fine with her ancient Bulova wind-up, but the minute they came out with battery watches, she had to give up wearing them.

LOL - her jewelry box was full of dead watches. Dead as a doornail. No hope.

Well, Di, I'm going to leave my laptop in my room at conference this year, unless I know for sure you're tucked in for the night! :o)

At 10:01 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

LOL, Ane!!! Probably safer that way! :-)

Celeste, I'll have to try that rubbing my head with a balloon thing!

Rachel, too funny! Keep writing!

At 9:13 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Awww, Amber, good to see you here! Hey, everybody it's my daughter!!! Okay, that was stupid. She'll probably never come back now. :-(

Thanks for the magnetic personality thing, sweetie!

At 1:28 PM, Blogger Thoughts said...

I know that problem. My hubby fixes computers. They make them so cheaply now and slap them together. The power cord that connects to the computer becomes unattached inside the computer. My husband has fixed it several times on each of my parents computers and my sister's. My old college laptop works fine and is 6 years old (don't make 'em like they used to! haha) So you'll keep going through them, and it's expensive to fix (and time consuming for my husband!) so it almost isn't worth it. The best advice I have is to try to keep the power cord where it plugs in as straight as possible. Best of luck to you!

At 2:33 AM, Blogger Melanie said...

I guess I have a magnetic personality, too. I have a jewelry box of lovely watches that don't work, and there's a street light outside my office that goes out the minute I step out the door, comes back on as I drive away, and goes back out when I pull up. It's creepy.

In college, I had to take broadcasting classes where we spent hours in video editing bays (tiny little rooms filled with intimidating equipment) for hours on end. One day, I followed my steps exactly, and the machine jumped ahead more frames than in was told. I tried again and again. It did it every time, and never the same number of video frames. I asked for help from the student assistant, he had the same problem. He called in the guy in charge of the equipment, he couldn't get it to work. They called in the department head, he couldn't get it to work.

At this point, I'm totally suffocating in the tiny room and step out for some air. It worked while I was out of the room. Out of curiousity, they called me back in and tried again. It didn't work. They repeated the experiment several times. Never worked when I was in the room. I had to get permission from my professor to let them make the edits for me.

At 7:02 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Wow, interesting story, Melanie!!

Thanks for the tip, "Thoughts." We'll check that out next time!


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Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

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