Today I’m puttering. CeeCee and I are going to a wedding in
the Stockyards (near downtown Ft. Worth )
later this afternoon. I’m piddlin’. In my home office. Paying bills. Wishing I had
the incentive to do filing. For me, filing papers and getting my desk organized
is like dusting: very futile. Sigh.
My Sweet Hubby (MSH) recently joined Twitter! (TLC signed me
up a few months ago. I still don’t understand it. Post something maybe every
two to three weeks. At one point, I had seven Followers. I’m down to four. I
try not to take that too personally. I won't lie: It's sometimes sad.) Our third (of four) sons helped him sign
up a few weekends ago. I was at TLC's for a couple of days and I'm fairly certain they were bored. Anyway, MSH has informed TLC
and me that he has no intention of ever posting anything. Never. We’ll see.
He also
cracked us up when he asked TLC to explain “hashtags.” She tried. He looked at
her with mostly a blank stare. When she’d felt like she’d done the best she
could, he quietly and calmly said: “I don’t like them. I don't like them one bit.” (That evening, and all the next day, TLC and I used hashtags every
time we sent him a text-message. #wecrackourselvesup)
And I am now officially on Instagram (is that
spelled right?)! As of yesterday. Which
is ironic. Since I don’t know how to post pictures on this little ole’
blog we’ve had for getting close to three years. I do know how to post pictures on Facebook.
So maybe it won’t be too complicated for moi. Mostly I just want to follow TLC
and Friends. She’s got some positively Fabulous Friends that have cute, cute, CUTE kids. Not
to mention they’re all very creative and wonderfully witty.
So there you go. At 69 and 59, respectively, MSH and I are
getting too smart for our britches. We’re bordering on the verge of being close
to understanding High Tech Thingies. I’m sure y’all are tres impressed, right?
Have a Sweet Sunday…Wherever in this (sometimes cRaZy and
often sCaRy) World you are, Silly Friends!