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teddy_radiatorI don't blame you. I've dropped off the radar a bit lately. My PC decided that it no longer wanted me to play on the internet, and therefore wouldn't let me do anything other than occasionally check my email. Of course I called ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kmhmd's hubby B, because he knows everything and knows how to fix anything. He and their darling little chap S came over this morning and he discovered the culprit wasn't nearly as nefarious as I had feared. But he gave it a 20-point checkup, cleaned the points and plugs and installed some bitchin' new software that not only has it running like a top but safer as well.
I call B the Wyle E. Cayote of the real world. I've never known anyone who is so knowledgable about so many different things. I once asked him a question on an extremely obscure, arcane subject, and he looked at me aghast and asked, "Why on earth would you think I would know the answer to that?" I replied, "Well, you do, don't you?" "Well, yes, but that's not the point!!!" I lurve that guy.
My timing couldn't be worse for him; last week they told us they are moving about three and a half hours away to a lovely town, where K has a great career opportunity and the schools are great for S and B can do anything from teach at the local university to freelance. Bless him, he's running around trying to get things done so they can finish packing, and here I am, dragging him away to play nursemaid to my ailing computer. Of course he was able to set things right in a flash, and it was fun being with him and S as always.
While I'm very sad they are going to be so far away (although they have a guest bedroom and insist we come and visit often and who am I to say nay), this will be good for them. They have been needing this amazing opportunity for a long time, and I find I am letting them go with a lightness of heart. It's time for them to fly, and this is the perfect launching pad for them both. I think they will all be very happy with this move, and even though I know that gradually we will grow apart and there may come a time when they will eventually move on and out of our lives for good, I will wave goodbye with a smile through the tears. They enriched our lives in such fundamental, ground-breaking ways. I am here because of K; I am a writer because of her. I am a deeper thinker because of B, and a better person because I met them. They are two of the most genuinely good, caring, grounded people I know. They are raising a fantastic kid, and everyone they touch goes away richer because of that connection. I feel quite privileged for them to call me friend.
I've started on the Prologue to book Two at last, and some things are brewing in my head for some GS100 drabbles. We had Chicken Curry for dinner, and it's quiet and cool in the house.
But hey, what about Game of Thrones??? Man, I was wailin'. It's my guilty pleasure, and boy, did last night leave me feeling the guilt. Whooee.
kmhmd's hubby B, because he knows everything and knows how to fix anything. He and their darling little chap S came over this morning and he discovered the culprit wasn't nearly as nefarious as I had feared. But he gave it a 20-point checkup, cleaned the points and plugs and installed some bitchin' new software that not only has it running like a top but safer as well.I call B the Wyle E. Cayote of the real world. I've never known anyone who is so knowledgable about so many different things. I once asked him a question on an extremely obscure, arcane subject, and he looked at me aghast and asked, "Why on earth would you think I would know the answer to that?" I replied, "Well, you do, don't you?" "Well, yes, but that's not the point!!!" I lurve that guy.
My timing couldn't be worse for him; last week they told us they are moving about three and a half hours away to a lovely town, where K has a great career opportunity and the schools are great for S and B can do anything from teach at the local university to freelance. Bless him, he's running around trying to get things done so they can finish packing, and here I am, dragging him away to play nursemaid to my ailing computer. Of course he was able to set things right in a flash, and it was fun being with him and S as always.
While I'm very sad they are going to be so far away (although they have a guest bedroom and insist we come and visit often and who am I to say nay), this will be good for them. They have been needing this amazing opportunity for a long time, and I find I am letting them go with a lightness of heart. It's time for them to fly, and this is the perfect launching pad for them both. I think they will all be very happy with this move, and even though I know that gradually we will grow apart and there may come a time when they will eventually move on and out of our lives for good, I will wave goodbye with a smile through the tears. They enriched our lives in such fundamental, ground-breaking ways. I am here because of K; I am a writer because of her. I am a deeper thinker because of B, and a better person because I met them. They are two of the most genuinely good, caring, grounded people I know. They are raising a fantastic kid, and everyone they touch goes away richer because of that connection. I feel quite privileged for them to call me friend.
I've started on the Prologue to book Two at last, and some things are brewing in my head for some GS100 drabbles. We had Chicken Curry for dinner, and it's quiet and cool in the house.
But hey, what about Game of Thrones??? Man, I was wailin'. It's my guilty pleasure, and boy, did last night leave me feeling the guilt. Whooee.
