This morning (no longer exhausted from taking four of my children on a six hour excursion to see Bridge to Terabithia) I realized that the reason I couldn't plug the router in last night is because it's a sideways plug. Doh! Pouting over with and plugs all connected correctly, I am happy to report that we are back online. And just in time to share with you the following:
- Did you know that Google could be set to have your home language be "Elmer Fudd"? Look.
- I think teeth wipes are weird.
- I had a dream I was being chased by a Sleestak last night. Remember them? I had recurring nightmares of being chased by weird things (like Sleestaks and weasels and Irish setters) when I was a child. The Irish setters made sense because when I was five I did, in fact, get chased by a pack of them - but Sleestaks and weasels? Why were they scary? I have no idea but they were! They were sooooooooo scary back then. Not so much anymore. Why, then, as an adult do I occasionally dream of being chased by a no-longer scary (and incredibly slow moving) tv monster from the 70's?
- This guy (as I may have mentioned before) is completely odd. And yet? I delve into the archives and laugh at the dressed up vacuum cleaners. (There are worse ways to celebrate your wireless routers return to life. Just saying.)