ACCOUNTANT BY DAY

I’m at my mother-in-law’s house today and she has dialup and I have a newfound respect for how much she is able to accomplish on the internet with this setup.  I haven’t had dialup for my primary service since fall 2000, and now in the time it takes to simply load Facebook, civilizations are born and destroyed.  I think the sun has had ample time to go white dwarf in the time that elapsed between me clicking on a comment notification e-mail and actually getting to see what was said. 

I don’t think I’ll be responding to any comments until I’m back home and I can go back to my modern, citified internet and stop whining like a wussy baby about the internet.  And you hear this, NaBloPoMo?  Even dialup isn’t staying me from my appointed rounds. 

I made the best pincushion of my entire life today for my mother-in-law.  And now I’m making “Claude” from the book Stupid Sock Creatures, which I refuse to look up on Amazon because if I take the time to load the page, search for the book, and click to the page it’s on, I will be postmenopausal and will give up on the whole thing to cool my hot flashes by running around naked outside.  Suckas!