"Hey, we only sell American beer here to children of age! Come back when you're 16."

Oh hi!  Why yes, I did know this blog still existed despite the fact I haven't posted in 700 years.  I have very good excuses; no internet, the flu, schedule change for my husband, (requiring interaction with him during 'blogging time') and we got a new computer.  WHEW.  That's a lot right?  It's not just me?  Well, I do hope you'll forgive me.  

So, the internet deal is pretty self explanatory, we live in the middle of nowhere and our internet is total shit.  And it's been out a lot.  Like all the time.  A dude came out, my FiL and him walked the property, checking the lines, discussing issues.  I don't know what the permanent outcome is, but I have internet this moment, so that's a good thing.  

The flu.  Wow.  I have to say, and hear me out, I actually prefer the flu to the plague that has been going round lately.  24 hours of total and complete hell, boom, I'm done.  With the cold it lingers, I feel like ass, but I'm still capable of taking care of shit, I just feel awful while doing it.  With the flu, I'm either unconscious or in the bathroom.  No in between, no tasks for me to miserably do.  Dead to the world or wishing I was.  And then I wake up, and I'm weak and hungry, but done.  Obviously I'd prefer not to be sick, but getting it all over with at once, the way I'd have to pick.  

My poor husband's schedule.  His first two days off in a month happened to fall on the days I decided to almost die for 2 days.  So that was...lucky.  No laying around pretending we don't exist for a couple days for him though, G was all his.  He did fine of course, took her to our friend's to watch super bowl, she had a blast.  And I'm a pretty bomb sick person if I do say so myself; my rule of thumb is unless I need a ride to the ER, leave me the fuck alone.  If I'm too sick to get it, I don't want it.  He did bring me fluids, so that was nice of him.  Oh, his schedule.  He goes in at 4, so leaves here at 3, AM that is, and is supposed to get off at 12pm.  That doesn't generally happen though, and he's been getting home around 2:30.  Riiiiight when I'm sitting down to lunch, and you guessed it, to blog.  But he's home, and he's going to bed at 7pm, so if I want to have any meaningful conversations or time together, it's probably best I do not ditch him for my internet life.  *sigh*

We got the computer yesterday and I'm....intimidated, to say the least.  I've never had a brand new computer, let alone a Mac.  I stared at it suspiciously for most of yesterday, and it's only today I'm sitting down to click on anything.  I'm not very skilled at the computer, hence my link issues despite the fact I've been blogging for 7 years.  I don't know.  Hopefully I can change this, and figure out this computer because it's only a matter of time till the husband starts making online college noises again.  Lawd help us all.  The good/bad new is; depending on your personal preferences, we are about to go picture blogging in this bitch.  OH YEAH!!!  Pictures pictures everywhere!!  Not this time.  I don't know how to get pictures from my phone to this computer yet.  But it's only a matter of time ya'll.  I'm going to sync my phone and get an iTunes account and all that shit.  *scared face*  Maybe that'll start next week.  

So.  I'm alive and well.  I have so many things to talk about, G's new bed, an epiphany I've recently had, my kickboxing class, I can't wait to write about all of it.  Let's hope I can figure out how to.  :))

Sweet bird of paradise I can't even figure out how to have multiple pages on the internet going on this bitch.  We're all dooooomed.   Or just I am.  Damn.  Also I had to google how to copy and paste.  Picture blogs might be a bit.

*My quote; our quality time has been mostly involving watching an episode of Shameless before G gets up from nap.  It's so weird how much I love this show.  Plus this season is in summer, which is convenient as I'm still pissed it isn't summer, so I like watching it on tv.