Now, you might be thinking to yourself "What's the hig deal, Spinster Stitcher? You submit your drivel on this here blog for review, and it doesn't seem to give you too much angst."
Well, it's a matter of equipment, it would seem. I am able to blog on my iPad thingie from the friendly confines of my Happy Chair. More extensive writing requies that I go into my office and fire up the 97-year old desktop computer that I got somewhere in the Mesozoic Era.
So for three days I have been futzing and swearing and tweaking and banging the keyboard of said relic with the hopes of assembling both the newsletter and my column without bloodshed or a nervous breakdown.
I made it out of there semi-OK, but the poor little man trapped inside the damn thing with the stone tablet and chisel is never going to be the same.
If all goes according to plan, I will take myself to the Best Buy and think about an early Christmas present to myself of a contraption that will allow me to join you all in the 21st century. Heck, while I'm there I might even consider upgrading my rotary phone and black and white console television!
The radio and horse and buggy, however stay.