rendered silent by my dummy computer (don't repeat Aunt Sissy)

Just this week, I was leaving a pithy little comment on a blog when my computer froze. After I rebooted, I noticed that instead of my typical msn heading, I was suddenly in some google screen. But it looked a little funny.

I guess someone had 'hijacked my url'. I say that with some borrowed confidence. I really don't know much about phishing, but I do know to call my husband when the Computer Hates Me.

We thought it was resolved, and it is better. But some blogs seem to no longer exist according to the Laptop Formerly Adored by Me. I click to comment and Blogger says no no no.

I still think you exist, no matter what this screen tells me. And I think you are pretty. I will comment again when the Internet Gods deem me worthy.

(Summer is officially here. I started the longest day of the year sneezing at 4:30 when I heard Greg having an asthma attack on his way out the door. Pollen much? Still, I can't complain. The sun is back and we have painting plans for Sunday. We will be ushered into the good home owners' circle. I hear there are dancing unicorns within the circle. Maybe moonbeams and lollies too. I can almost hear the applause.)

*My two year old nephew, Caden, has taken to the word 'dummy'. It is a handy word afterall. Sweet sweet boy, I get to say it - it comes with my mortgage and is better than the other choice words that come to mind. But you. Don't say it. You'll get me busted with your Mama.