Two weeks without television. I don't think that's ever happened before, even when we were on vacation. Husband promises to get everything working over the weekend, though. We'll see--or maybe not.
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It's like we live in a snake house. There are coils of black plastic cords all over the place. Fiorella wants a computer system that requires neither a power cord nor a printer cord.
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Son understands all about wiring up a television or a computer, but never learned to ride a bicycle.
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