MIA: explanation
My apologies to those who have been trying to get in contact with me. I haven't had internet access since Thursday night because of issues with my service provider about which there will undoubtedly be much ranting when I have more time (keeping three wiggly children quiet in the library is an interesting feat that only works for a few moments at a time). So I'm alive, and I'm alright, I'm just about to go postal on the people who still haven't come by to connect my phone, cable, or internet (even though I'm still paying for these services).
Ahem. Yes, there's much frustration over this. Currently, though, my three-year-old is singlehandedly re-enacting a Disney movie and causing a bit of commotion, and I should probably rein him in before the lovely people using the wifi start taking a fit.
Ahem. Yes, there's much frustration over this. Currently, though, my three-year-old is singlehandedly re-enacting a Disney movie and causing a bit of commotion, and I should probably rein him in before the lovely people using the wifi start taking a fit.