Hi folks! It’s me. Remember me? The suburban housewife? Blonde? Curly hair?
Anyhoo, I have made it out of the trenches of electronic warfare with flying colors and am back. Truthfully, with much credit handed out where it is deserved, Jeremy had my little Samsung netbook up and running late last week and was begging me to post something to redeem him after my scathing criticism of his character.
“And….wah lah! It’s fixed!”Jer said with much flourish to the whir of my freshly rebooted machine.
“Thanks, hon,” I answered, elbows deep in soapy water.
“Um, aren’t you going to post something?” he asked.
I looked down at my ‘dishpan hands’ and answered, “I’m kind of busy here, Jer. I will get to it when I get a chance.”
“Yeah, but, everyone’s going to think I’m a big jerk if you don’t at least post that I fixed your netbook.” Geez. You want some cheese with that whine?
“Jer. Unless you want me to type with my toes you’re going to have to wait.”
“Okay. Just make sure you take care of that quickly,” Jer said, still unconvinced.
“Of course. I’ll take care of that as quickly as you took care of fixing my computer,” I answered sweetly. His eyes shot up with that sort of ‘deer in a headlights’ look, realization flooding his face.
“Well, then. I”m going to post a comment that I fixed it,” he said.
“You do that, sweetheart,” I answered. And he did.
A holiday weekend upon us,I fully intended to write up some amazing post announcing my return to the blogosphere and was getting ready to do just that when my daughter, Avery, shuffled into the kitchen, cheeks flushed a crimson red.
“Mom, I don’t feel very good.”
And, that aboutsums up my Memorial Day weekend.
We had a brief respite between Avery’s 103-degree fever and her brother’s 102-degree feverand were able to drive out to visit my parent’s campfire for the day and even managed to roast a s’more or two. But, the majority of our holiday was spent dosing out Tylenol, refluffing blankets, servingsnacks, breaking up remote control fights and starting new movies (ie: no time for blogging).
But now, the school week has started back up, Avery’s better despite a slight sore throat, and we are back in the swing of things. Jack still has a low-grade fever, but in true Jack spirit, is running around the house like a wild banshee. Yep, it’s promising to be a normal week.
Happy Tuesday all!