3rd and 5th chronicled

I’ve tried to type a blog post for several days now. Each time I would try to get to the admin page where the magic is made…it would say that it timed out and that it was unavailable. It said to check the proxy. What the hell fire is a proxy? I tried to fix the situation myself…due to Chad’s increasing frustration with having to “attend” to all technical problems in the house. And at the moment…by “technical”…I mean the air conditioner. It went out. Twice. This time…it’s for good. Soooooo…it’s kinda hot downstairs. Three different air conditioning fixers have come to take a gander and all of them hypothesize the same thing.

It’s broken.

It’s being fixed tomorrow for a small fortune.

And the last thing I wanted to do tonight was bother Chad with a technical blog problem.

But after I was certain that I had absolutely and positively exhausted all possible solutions to the proxy problem…I broke down and asked him. I assured him that something was definitely wrong and that the computer had been abducted by the proxy problem aliens who had decided to screw with my admin page.

He sighed…and sat down at the laptop.

Now…I’m not kidding when I say that it was about 15 seconds into him sitting there that he said,

“Well…there’s 2 o’s typed in Clarkson in the address bar.”

For the love of all things holy.

So…sweet Annslee James…don’t you worry. Your birthday post is comin’. Momma just had to deal with some proxy aliens that sneakily hacked into my computer and added an o to our name. They think they’re so funny.

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Keeping with tradition…I didn’t order individual school pictures for the two middles today. I took them myself this afternoon and didn’t even entertain the notion that I may look like an unfit mother to the picture company.

Aiden Annee-Grace: 3rd Grade and beautiful