I'm afraid I didn't get around to visiting much the last several days.
It seems there's been a grass roots movement taking shape around my home. I didn't see it coming. Oh, there were clues, but I didn't think the little stinkers would band together like they have. You see, a while back hubby and I were watching TV and saw a news segment on a rehab facility for Internet addiction. You get to stay in nice mountain resort with no computer for 45 days and it only cost $45,000. Yes, 45 thousand dollars to not go online. Well, I thought it was hilarious but hubby wasn't laughing. In fact, I looked over and he pointed at me then hooked his thumb toward the door!
He's not the only one complaining. Darling Daughter keeps saying things like "Are you blogging again?" and "I wish you would stop blogging and cook dinner". Ooops, my bad!
There have been several times I tried to go online only to find someone has disconnected the DSL wires going to the phone jack under the desk. All this time I thought Sunny was on my side, I'm the one who feeds him after all, but noooo, he wasn't really napping under the desk, he was sabotaging me!
Then there is Patches, a barn cat who only loves me when it's convenient for her.
No, Patches, you can't play with my camera strap. Get down.
Back again? I told you to go away. I'm trying to take photos of this block of wood for my blog! Don't you give me those evil cat eyes!
That's better you just stay over there and pretend you're not interested anyway.
When I find out who kept hiding the computer mouse this weekend, they'll be sleeping on the porch with Patches!
