Well as I am sure you can all imagine, “yours truly”, “the human mole” has scarcely had any decent time to himself as of late. It is for this reason that my posts of yesterday might seem a little stilted. Maggie was hot on the mole’s tail first thing in the morning. I think I crawled from the bed around ten. Staggering down the stairs I flopped into my “Captain Kirk Chair”. It sits in front of my computer in the “blogging room” (formerly the study). You need to pass through here to reach the rest of the house.
I am usually a little stunned and bewildered when I first wake up. Naturally she took advantage of my vulnerable state. There I was sitting there all rumpled and glassy eyed when she casually asked me to help her find another memory card. Being a good husband I obligingly did this; even installed it in the camera for her. It was a bad thing as the lens was immediatly turned on me. I had initially thought that she was just an admiring wife but, the truth became shockingly apparent when I noticed her snapping shots of my clothes from the day before (collecting evidence). I had left them beside the cupboard intending to take them to the laundry later. I knew then that I was in for a “rough ride”.
The real joy of the situation is that she has not figured out how to use her flicker account. She usually submits remarkably well written entries (see http://www.greencanuck.net/snuffy) so dont be persuaded by her poisoned pen, remember there are two sides to every story.
Burned once I was wise to her request later in the day to help her get the “Flicker account” working.(It allows you to upload pictures to your blog). Information is power and I am on top right now so I intend to live it up.
At the end of the month I will be able to upload new pictures to my flicker account. It only allows you 100 per month and I have already archived the maximum. I hope to be mowing the lawn as soon as its sunny so You will likely see a picture of the good work that I do in the garden come the first of May. I will also include a picture of the peach blossoms, they are beautiful. Gardening is a great pleasure of mine. Look forward to some counter surveillance. She is no saint either.