My 10 year old kindle (named Argos), broke tonight. I literally cried. I‘m sure sleep deprivation caused by a fussy infant was part of it, but I‘m sad regardless. When my husband got me this kindle for Christmas a decade ago I didn‘t think I even wanted it. But over the years I‘ve loved taking it on trips and using it while nursing in the middle of the night. So here‘s to wine and ice cream making me feel a bit better about losing my old friend.