After as many re-boots as I have ever been witness to in one day, we have concluded that the Pragmatist's computer has had a major hardware meltdown of some kind. What is to be done about it remains to be seen. But in the meantime, we have plans.
She will come to my house tomorrow and use my computer to try and get caught up on her email and hopefully post a few diary entries to appease her adoring fans.
Is that how you spell apease? :-)
Needless to say, Hub Man landed safely. He is very happy. That is good.
It's been a long day. I need food and sleepy time now.
And it's times like this I wish I was wealthy enough to have a personal chef whip me up something.....
What would I ask for?
Hmmmmmm. Chicken baked with some kind of crunchy coating.
Artichokes hearts. Green salad. And brownies with fudge frosting, smothered in slivered almonds.
I'll be dinning in the arboritum.... :-)