It is 10:50 a.m. on Sunday morning. I had some free time and sat down and decided to get caught up on this story, and so I wrote ALL OF PART SEVEN.
And it was funny!
And I finished it, in about twenty minutes!
And all I had to do... ALL I HAD TO DO was to just insert a couple of pictures, which is SUPEREASY TO DO AND WHAT CAN GO WRONG?!?!?!?!?!?
*ominous music plays, storm clouds on the horizon, the camera pans out*
So I clicked on the little icon to add pictures and my computer informed me that my internet connection was lost, so I had to go reconnect to it, and then it said I had to reload the page, and so LIKE AN IDIOT I did that and it erased every single thing I wrote, and so you will have to live without the thrilling story of how I went to Home Depot and got scowled at by an employee for making eye contact, and you will have to live without my musings on who buys a barrel of pretzel sticks at Menards for $5.99, and instead I'm going to post this picture:
Which is a gorilla I drew the other night, at the PTA Spaghetti Dinner where I didn't eat spaghetti because I hate public food.
Middle Daughter said it didn't look like a gorilla. In retrospect, It think it looks kind of like a Neanderthal Turtle, which maybe makes Middle Daughter right.
When I come back to the story I'm just going to fast-forward to the part where the electrician insulted us.