How'd I pick the name Butterflies, you ask? Two reasons. First, my grandmother always loved butterflies. She had those colorful, 3-d ones you see on the front of people's houses, she had butterfly brooches, vases, pictures, stationery, and just about anything else that comes in 'butterfly'. And second, I have a small butterfly tattoo on my right ankle and I think it's kinda purty.
Ok, perhaps that's a lofty comparison, but it has to do with - doing without. No, I didn't go on a computer strike, but for 16 days I was without mine. It was sheer agony. Never have I experienced such deprivation and withdrawal. You don't realize how much you're dependent on this MACHINE until you don't have it. After the first week when we saw we weren't going to get it back soon, Hubby set up our old antique PC. It was NOISY, the monitor was HUGE, the screen size was all screwy, it was ..s..l..o..w.. it had (e-gad) a corded mouse and keyboard; it didn't have my bookmarks, photos or favorite software. I hated it. Well, long story short (too late?) I have my lovely modern PC back. I am once again whole.
Since I like to attach photos to all my posts, here is a cartoon progression of what my computer has gone through. Poor baby.