I Heart Internet

Cox finally squeezed us in for a little round of trouble shooting with the computer and all the wires and doodads that connect us up to the internet. Christian was able to sneak out of school in order to get to the house in time to comply with the insane list of demands that must be met prior to the tech even agreeing to set foot in the house. At the end of the day it turns out that all we needed was a new modem, a tiny little box that sits up near the monitor and flashes a bunch of different colored lights indicating you either are or aren't connected. Oh, we are connected alright, and I couldn't be happier.

Being connected means I have no excuse to lounge about in front of the t.v. anymore. It means I have to post a little something about the goings on around here. I have to fill you in on how disappointed I was to discover that I can no longer eat Skinny Cow ice cream sandwiches at night because they are made with high fructose corn syrup (or maybe that isn't sooooo bad after all) and about how crazy this week has been and why we have spent over $200 on prescriptions this month (I guess I will spare you the details on that one).

I suppose what you would really like to hear about is how La Luz decided yesterday that we should call the baby "Louie". Or maybe you would like to know that she had her first ballet class on Saturday and was instantly hooked, despite her lack of coordination, and that she has asked me every day since then when she would be going back to ballet class and that she now stands in first position sometimes just because she can.

My tiny dancer: