Tuesday Tidbits

The wireless router went into mourning when Sweet Hubby left for a weeklong business trip. I tried to explain to it that thanks to the asshats at JetBlue who canceled his Sunday flight, we had gotten an extra day with him. The wireless router did not cheer up. Or reconnect itself to the internet. I decided that perhaps it felt vulnerable lying on the floor in the hallway where just anyone (and their dog) could step on it. I moved the router back to it's hidey hole under SH's desk. Only I couldn't get it plugged back in and when I decided to plug it into the power strip instead of the outlet I inadvertently pulled four other connections out. I gave up and went to bed.

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:

1. Did you know that Google could be set to have your home language be "Elmer Fudd"? Look.
2. I think teeth wipes are weird.
   
3. 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?
   
4. 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.)

Last, but not least is the news that St. Ann is in the hospital having that baby today!!! Yay! And Happy Tuesday to all. ***Amended - he's here! St. Ann says he's lovely (well, really, she says, "he looks like a troll"), he weighs 8 and 1/2 pounds (!!), he's already nursed, and he was named after a singer she quoted on her profile which led to her meeting her hubby - so it's all good! Congratulations to St. Ann and John the Magnificent (and baby Z's four big brothers and sisters!)
Peace.