If you can't be nice, at least be amusing.

I actually began writing my last post sometime ago. In doing so, I searched a variety of sites, reminiscing about the fads and fashions of the 80s. (Yes, I'm old. I get it.)

As I was waiting for one site to load on my slow-as-molasses, dinosaur of a computer, I took the opportunity to go, uhm, powder my nose. As I left the room, I admonished ~K~ to leave the computer alone as I was still working. I can't tell you the number of times I've popped out for mere seconds only to return find all my windows closed, work lost and ~K~ in my chair playing neopets.

"What are you doing on it?" she asked with THAT tone in her voice. As if she knew about porn and suspected that I was downloading it. Yeah, as if I'd do that. While she was awake. ;)

"I'm waiting for a site to open that has information I want," I replied.

"What type of information?" she skeptically asked. Again with the tone.

"Stuff on fashions from the 1980s, as if I owe you an explanation," I informed her. Yeah, I was getting a tone too. And an attitude to match.

Then she moved in for the kill.

"What are you doing?" she says, "Working on your (she pauses for a beat) Halloween costume?"