2 Points

 Point 1:
Yesterday, I fought the computer, and I won.

This is a moment to celebrate.
For though I spend way too much time on computers, I know nothing of how they operate or what to do when one stops operating.

And yesterday, my computer became violently ill with a virus.

And it may have taken me hours.
But I beat that virus out of my computer.
And I am proud.

I didn't even have to call for any technical support. Though I did need some emotional support for a few moments.

But now I have a new title I can add to my list:

Wife, Mother, Daughter, Unemployed Nurse, Disabled Veteran, Bore-You-With-My-Drivel Blogger, Occasionally-I-Get-A-Lucky-Shot Photographer, Recovered tongue slut, and now COMPUTER GENIUS.

Well genius might be taking it a little far.

(But if you want to know more about genius, just ask PtB. She's convinced that my husband is one.)

Moving on.

Point 2:
When I got to Alex's preschool today to pick her up, she was standing by the gate watching for me.
She looked sad.
I was worried that maybe she was having friend troubles again.

She wasn't.

Turned out that 10 minutes earlier, this had happened:

Let's start off with, she's fine. I didn't even see any scratches or marks.

But did you catch that?
She landed on her face.

I need to let you people know something right now.

I am not an un-athletic person. I'm no sports star, but I wouldn't call myself uncoordinated.
My husband, on the other hand, has self-declared as a non-athlete.

(Pat the Bunny, before you interrupt about how your dear and perfect-in-your-eyes son was on the high school football team, let me preempt you by pointing out that he played about 10 minutes total. Ever. And he ended up with several broken fingers. Which he complains to me about if I get too aggressive with my hand-holding.)

So all I have to say is that our eldest has received pretty much all of Josh's genetic composition, to include his coordination.

Because people?

 She landed on her face.

No cat-like reflexes on her part. She didn't even get a hand down.

Alex, I'm so glad that you're okay. And that you cushioned your fall with your face.
Maybe next time you could lead with your arms or something?

And to add irony to injury, today she also brought home this:

It's a health collage. Made up entirely of bandaids.

And Alannis, that is way more ironic than rain on your wedding day.
Because to me, that is plainly a possibility or probability.
It all depends on season and location.

And now I have made my 2 points. Thanks for tuning in.