I am on a rocket to Crazy Town today.
Last night we discovered our computer was messed up AGAIN. So we couldn't use it this morning. Then we were going to go for a walk, but it started pouring outside. Trapped in the house and unable to use the Internet, Mark said, "Ahhh, it's like the 70s in here!" He cracks me up, but seriously, what did we do before the Internet?
Then there was lightening and the loudest boom of thunder I've ever heard, and our power went out. And it was the 1800s.
So, our computer is at the doctor (aka our friend, Vic, the computer God) and I'm using an old spare that sounds like a jet engine, meaning no posts with pictures for a few days probably. And I swear I'm going to get a Mac laptop soon. I'll see you in hell, PC!