I bought a laptop today from a computer liquidation outlet. I told the sales guy I basically just wanted a glorified typewriter -- no Internet capability, no bells and whistles, just a workhorse that could run MS Word and let me get my writing done.

So far, it seems to be working all right -- I only hope it continues to do so for a long, long time to come. I certainly don't plan to overtax its little brain, not when I have a perfectly good desktop in the office. But it will be nice to have the option to work on the laptop when the other computer isn't a practical option.

Of course, now that I have this lovely new tool meant to increase my writing efficiency, I am coming down with a cold and feel too cruddy to write. Meh.

On a happier note, my middle son got his cast off today. The bones have healed nicely, and to his very great relief it didn't hurt when they took out the pins in his elbow. (Poor little guy, he'd been worried about that for days beforehand, and it was all I could do to reassure him.) His arm's pretty weak right now after a month of disuse, but I'm sure that soon he'll be playing happily again -- thank the Lord.
I have just spent the last 48 hours in hospital in another city with my five-year-old son, who broke his upper arm and wrist while bouncing on the bed with his father and brothers.* He's home now with pins and a cast, resting fairly comfortably if still hopped up on codeine, and I'm just hoping that the swelling in his hand and fingers goes down by morning.

Anyway, I am exhausted, but thankful to be home again.

* No, he didn't fall off the bed -- that would have been far too ordinary. Instead, he whacked himself in the arm with his own knee. (I hear Douglas Adams once broke his own nose in a similar fashion.)


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