Note to self...

This weekend, while practicing my tennis swing in my apartment, I swung a righteous forehand directly into the screen of my laptop. 

Let me be clear: I did not fire a ball into my computer.  Rather, I slammed my racket into my computer ... as if I was Andy Roddick in the 5th set of a Wimbledon final. 

Oops.

The old girl has to be sent in for repairs, but should be back by Monday. :-)

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[MammaLoves]

This is why I've told you kids not to play tennis in the house.