I don't remember how I spent the morning - on the internet, no doubt. >From 12 to 2 I pulled a shift at the re-use centre at our local dump, fending off stupid junk and sorting clothes. Then with daughter to a computer class, where we learned some of the mysteries lurking under those familiar headings of Edit, Format, etc. The computer teacher shooed us out on the dot because he had to go do something mother-dayish. My daughter said, oh yeah, it's mothers' day - wanna go for an ice cream? So we went to the cheese, ice-cream, art and expensive 'gourmet' thingees place in a nearby village. But of course everyone else had the same idea. So we poked about in the attached antique-and-curios shop. I didn't see anything I wanted, but Laura bought a pair of vintage sunglasses with rhinestones and shamrocks. With no other prospects, we then went into the attached chocolate shop, and got very-reduced-in-price left-over Easter Eggs with peppermint fondant filling. Yum. Post-Easter is my favorite holiday.
In the evening I had an on-line chat with my ex-handyman in the Philippines, where he'd run off to live with a cam girl. He was on his cam, but mine is in a drawer (after I saw myself on it, yikes). It's kind of dumb, watching someone staring at the keyboard, then looking up at the screen (never into the cam), and listening to the surprisingly loud click click of the keys. He did talk some, but the sound quality was lousy. He had sent me a card and considers me his honorary mom. Sweet, I guess. His handyman role has been taken over by another local character, who has 17 dogs, so needs the money... But I digress... _________________________________________________________________ Windows Live Hotmail, with safety bar colour coding, helps identify suspicious mail before it takes your daughter out on a date. Upgrade today for a better look. www.newhotmail.ca?icid=WLHMENCA152
