My Dog Is Sick; My Son Never Returns My Calls; My Tooth Fell Out; But Worse Than That: The Internet Is Down.

21 Jan
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I’m writing this in Word because the internet keeps going down.  You’ll be reading it live online, of course; lucky you.  What’s so great about you that you get t’internet and I don’t?  Life just ain’t fair sometimes.

You’ll see by my first paragraph that I get a little grumpy if I don’t get online the minute I want to.  It’s like a drug.  Is it possible to mainline online?  Somebody better fix something sometime soon or someone’s gonna be bashing computers against someone’s head in a frenzy of withdrawal symptoms.


Toby seems to be on the mend!  Hooray!  My posts will stop sounding like eulogies.

He ate a little chicken last night; some more this morning; some more after that; some more…you get the idea.  He’s taking his tablets, drinking tea, and looking a mite perkier.  My bad mood has lifted like someone took their foot off the internet wire and fixed the blockage (it must be lumpy ether; what else can it be?).


Tory Boy: the incredible vanishing son.  Says he needs your help then leaves you hanging, worried sick that something has happened to him because why else would he say ‘Look at this for me’ and then not send the thing to be lookited, not answer emails, nor his phone?  It was only once I sent a text threatening to visit him that he let me know he wasn’t lying in a hospital bed, beaten to within an inch of his life with no id because it had been stolen by the beaters and there was therefore no way for the hospital staff to contact his frantic mother.  I only worried because he said ‘Look at this for me’ and then nothing.  If he had said ‘…,’ I’d have known not to worry because I never do when he ignores me for weeks at a time, never calls, texts or emails.  It’s a mother’s lot to be irrelevant; I get that.  But don’t let me think I’m relevant and then ignore me – you might as well put a gun to my head and tell me to choose between Maltesers or the internet: the resulting spin would make a tornado look like a gentle blow on a puppy’s ear.


So my tooth fell out again.  Not my tooth, actually my front left veneer.  It’s now the third or fourth time.  The dentist, who keeps a spare appointment just for my teeth emergencies, tried another tack.  She sand-blasted the back of the veneer, roughed up the front of the tooth, and cemented them together.  I wasn’t sure if I was at a dentist’s or a builders’ convention.

After two hours of starvation I tested it on a packet of Chewits and it’s still there.  I may have manky teeth but I’ve got good NHS. 


Coming Soon To A Blog Near You: The Greatest Quilt Ever Made!

(Once the Hub uploads the photos)

8 Responses to “My Dog Is Sick; My Son Never Returns My Calls; My Tooth Fell Out; But Worse Than That: The Internet Is Down.”

  1. beckysefton January 21, 2011 at 14:36 #

    I sympathise – get that Internet sorted it out. When we want the Internet, we want it NOW! 🙂


  2. gigihawaii January 21, 2011 at 15:18 #

    It must be contagious! My internet has been either sick or dead lately. Very frustrating!

    If I were you, I’d find another dentist. When it’s my teeth or my body, only the best care will do.

    As for one’s children, be grateful that he doesn’t expect you to come and pick up after him. One of mine always left dirty glasses and plates in the living room… Now she’s married and a mother herself and blissfully living in a home of her own.


  3. alienhippy January 21, 2011 at 15:23 #

    I just hate having no internet, I am just evil to live with if I can’t blog. When mine went down, I was saving my posts on a memory stick and driving to my Aunts every night to use her computer.
    Love and hugs.
    Lisa xx 🙂


  4. liv2write2day January 21, 2011 at 20:09 #

    Oh, sorry about the Internet. I can relate. I’m going to visit my mom for the next few days and, more than likely, won’t be able to log on. :0)


  5. slpmartin January 21, 2011 at 20:50 #

    So glad the pup’s feeling better…Tory Boy sounds like the typical university student…and the no internet things is cruel and unusual punishment by the evil muses. 🙂 But…so did laugh at your post.


  6. vivinfrance January 22, 2011 at 07:33 #

    I sympathise with the hiccupping internet. For some obscure reason my server asked me to log on this morning.
    Repeated tupings of my name and password were met with a sneering error message. Then, with no change in what I entered, suddenly it decided to come out of its sulk and let me in. Panic over.

    Toryboy was home a week ago for Spud’s birthday. What are you worrying about?

    The expectations raised by your quilt trailer are due for an awful letdown: I keep telling you it’s just a utility job. 🙂



  7. Tilly Bud January 22, 2011 at 14:35 #

    It gave me a good laugh that you all focused on the internet being down: you are all as addicted as me; admit it!



    • alienhippy January 22, 2011 at 14:41 #

      It’s just terrible, we ARE all so addicted. I have an excuse this today….I’m delaying getting back to the decorating. lol xx


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