Although I have tried many times to post a new blog - I just couldn't do it.
No, not because I was upset, or even still healing (which is half true) but mainly because my new mac wouldn't let me!
I really wanted to call up that cute scrawny kid from that Movie "Accepted" and yell at him in a very deep and threatening voice "Let my postings go!" Every single time I would try to post something, anything, my nice desktop would freeze and the large apple at the bottom would mock me.
I was mocked by an apple.
Finally, good ol' Cindy finally clued me in that, surprise surprise, my new mac and AOL journals were not exactly on peacemaking terms.
So, I downloaded a new explorer thingy, configured my new black classic Ipod that is oh so sleek (and only, like, 1% full!) and now I come to my final task: I will now post a blog:
Lying on my back, a couch pillow propped behind me and a sweltering hubby behind that, I started to feel peculiar. Sitting up, I ran a finger along my lips and then down to my racing heart.
"I feel funny," I said as Harry shot up, pillow be damned, and started rubbing my back.
"Are you okay?" he said, his voice full of concern and love. "Do you need to take your panties off?"
I cracked up.
"So - lemmie get this straight - when I feel weird - I need to immediately remove my panties and - what? I'll feel better?"
"No. Yes. I mean, you said they were bothering you! So... do you need to take your panties off?"
So new rule of - ahem - thumb. If you've tried Tylenol, IcyHot, Ibuprofen and even an Alka-Seltzer - then you might as well try the ol' panty removing technique! Four out of four husbands swear by it!
(that's me at my new mac!)
As a sidenote and one that is very serious: thank you to all of you who have sent such kind words and wishes our way - we really couldn't have gotten through the ickiness of what happened without you all. Someone once asked my why I bothered to blog. They sneered and wrinkled their nose "you can't even call those people your friends!"
I didn't even bother to tell them how incredibly wrong they were and still are...