Sorry to be running late, but Fiorella had an adventure this morning. Let's call it, in line with all those cutely-titled elementary-school textbooks, "Fun with the Computer."
Some background here: Fiorella is computer-challenged. Her mind does not compute computerese. Nice, helpful people have often explained to Fio what they are doing as they move their fingers like Chopin across the keys, but Fio's eyes glaze over and her brain moves on to more graspable things--like gathering together all her short stories into a book, like refreshing her Russian, like rearranging furniture and landscaping the yard, like working out the family finances, like what the heck she'll write on Fiorella tomorrow.
Anyway, to cut to the chase, Fiorella tried to drag a desktop picture onto this blog for your edification and enjoyment, but she ended up pushing both you and the internet half off the page, then couldn't either back on again.
Finally she invoked Husband, the family computer guru, and he galloped over to the couch on his white horse and rescued her.
And we lived happily every after.
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