maybe to make myself feel at home, I should rip the C key off my new keyboard
Did Q even read the post I wrote a few weeks ago crying over my POS laptop? I think he may have missed that one, but he most definitely got to see the laptop first-hand over New Year’s weekend. Food stains, loose keys, missing keys, no memory, all bootleg crazy. It looked so bad, I think Q threw up on it and neither one of us noticed.
So I’m now typing this post on a wonderfully gently used Dell that we got in someone else’s divorce. The keyboard is backlit! I can type by dim lamplight with no problem. When I tap the keys, letters appear on the screen. There are no crumbs on the motherboard. It has not never been touched by anyone under 30 years old. I am giddy with glee.
In a week that Jordan experienced a bullying incident so serious her antagonist was sent to the district’s alternative school, Jordan also got her first boyfriend. Puppy love completely overrode the bullying, and I’ve heard 100 more stories about her new man than I ever did about the knucklehead (different boy) who’d apparently been spending the school year mercilessly teasing my daughter. Puppy love also encouraged her to quit the bowling team so they could spend more time on their texting machines, and they’ve made plans for Jordan’s first formal event and very first date with a boy in February. She’s a nervous, crying, emotional wreck.
I told him all about my stroke, and he doesn’t even care, Mommy. He says it’s okay because he has Alzheimer’s.
Sigh. Or something that starts with an A, I guess. Take your pick. He’s a nice kid. It doesn’t really matter what he has that she managed to process as dementia. They are kind of adorable together.
In other news, neither Jon Alex nor Ehren found themselves dropped off at a firestation this week under the Safe House ordinance, so that’s progress.
Aw, first love!! That’s incredibly sweet. How are YOU holding up, Erica?
I am holding up as well as can be expected for any mom of three kids with anxiety disorder and a messy room. Thanks for asking!
Ah, puppy love.
That seriously sucks about the bullying, but it’s good that she has a new boyfriend to make her forget about it. Even if he does have Alzheimer’s. 
That made me laugh aloud, Greta. Damn Alzheimer’s.
I totally read it! You should know by now I don’t give away my comic books all willy nilly!
I wasn’t sure if you read it, but I should have known. My blog is like one big wish list when you’re on it. Thank you soooo much. I love this thing. Your comic books will be happy in their new home.
You are so funny1