half way there

My computer is not completely back, but there is progress.  My computer is now a he.  It is decided.  ‘He’ is something like an abusive boyfriend.  The sort that will hurt you and then come back around with puppy-dog eyes and big fancy promises of new and improved behavior.  My computer is like that.  My husband and his computer are like an old, happily married couple.  He remains loyal no matter what new bells and whistles I show him and in return the old girl never breaks down on him.

Whatever.  I can’t speak ill of his laptop while I am stealing this moment on it.

As for sandwich party…  I will (too little, too late) say that my most favorite?  I toast two pieces of wheat bread and spread herb cream cheese on one slice and honey dijon on the the other.  I don’t have a name for it.  I just call it yummy.

I am off to down some Portuguese wine and collapse next to the warm husband and watch whatever flickers in front of me.  If I have something interesting to share from the weekend– well, I just can’t think of anything right now.

Sleepy.
Happy Birthday Annie!!!!