This Is Why We Don’t Have Nice Things

I JUST wrote about how I was watching The Little Mermaid, right?

Yep. The movie was over and since HWMMS put the DVD in for me (cause I’m never sure exactly where he hooks all the electronics up and never tried to figure it out before) I asked it he would put in the next one, the Sound of Music.

He told me I could do it myself. Just press eject, the button on the left. No, the other left. Not that one. Yep. And press play. Or not press play because it would start itself. And he walked away.

And the movie and the TV didn’t turn on. And I didn’t TOUCH the TV I SWEAR.

I call him upstairs and hear “if I have to do something simple for you…” grumble grumble.

HWMMS: You turned the TV off silly.

Me: No, I didn’t touch it…

HWMMS: (Pressing the on button….several times) Um. Yeah. You broke the TV.

Me: HOW DID I BREAK THE TV WHEN I NEVER EVEN TOUCHED IT? THIS ISN’T FAIR!!!

HWMMS: Yep, you are a trainwreck. How did you ever live without me?

Now in fairness, I’m not exceptionally mechanically inclined. Or well inclined for that matter. (This post is worth clicking on BTW.) And I have no problem letting HWWMS take care of business regarding all things electronic, car related, height related, um…I could go on.

But what are the chances that the FIRST TIME I EVER USED THE DVD PLAYER…I broke the TV?

Ironic, eh?

Good thing we had a spare. Now, my heart is off to sing every song it hears. Toodalooooo…