Man and his computer

Walking into the room I see Hub still at the computer...“So, whatcha looking at?”

He's been at it for hours now... 
just staring at it.

'Nothin' you'd be interested in.'

Poking my head around the door...“Well, it must be really good. You've been on the computer for like 3 hours!”

Barely looking up from the computer he asks...'And you know this, because?'

“Because I haven't heard any of your 'old man' noises coming from you.”

'Hey, hey heyyyyy!!'

“You know like the groaning or moaning..”

'Never know exactly what I'm looking at Linda. But it could be uhhh...' he turns and raises his eyebrows like Grocho Marx.

Walking out of the room I add...“oh, and let's not forget the farting?”

Hub follows me into the kitchen...'Come back here! Tell me if I could afford this one...'

Shaking my head I cover my ears “la, la, laaaa!” and head into another room.

'Damn it woman! It's a car. What did ya think I was looking at?'

Just a few thoughts from two Canadians, 

living and loving it in Mazatlan....

our home in Paradise.

Linda and Hub

The Great Car Debate

“Linda! Check this out!”

Hub has taken to entertaining himself on the internet. No not dirty sites..nothing even controversial sites..only CAR sites!

Leaning over his shoulder I show some interest...‘So how much?’

“That isn’t the point woman!”

‘Price isn’t important? Since when Diamond Jim? Last week I glanced at a can opener and you asked, how much?’

Walking over to the kitchen he starts waving his arms like Vana White and he informs me “But we don’t need a can opener. We have perfectly good one right here on the counter.”

Turning back to the computer screen I engage him further...‘it’s a 2 seater.’

Actually, me speaking indicates to Hub that I’m showing interest, so he runs back to the computer, drops his butt into the swivel chair... “I know!!! And it’s fully reconditioned...”

‘You mean it’s old.’

“Classic is a better choice of words.”

‘Ok...it’s an old, classic.’

“You just don’t see the point. We could be riding in style...hitting the open road...”

‘And that’s exactly what it would be...hitting the road. Are you blind? Have you not seem the conditions of the roads here in Mexico?’

“It would be romantic...”

‘Yeah, nothing speaks romance like spending alot of time with a mechanic in the repair shop.’

“Where's your sense of adventure Linda?”

‘Hellooooo??!! Did I not give up everything in Hamilton to move thousands of miles with you?’

Scrolling through the thousands of death traps on the computer, he mutters...“You're missing the point.”

‘And that is?’

Leaning back in his chair Hub announces...“I'm old and I want a new car.”

Bending down I whisper into Hubs ear...‘now that's not exactly true.’

“I'm not old?” he asks as he jumps out of his chair, almost hurting himself.

‘No. You got that part right. What you should have said was... you're old and you want an old car.’

Just a couple of thoughts from two retired Canadians, living and loving it in Mazatlan...our home in Paradise.

Linda and Hub

Kids, grandkids and home computers

Many moons ago, when 'the kid' was very young, I took night school classes in computer programming. I actually got quite good at it, if I do say so myself. 

But when 'the kid' got older and we found miles of blue cable running all over our house, I stopped my programming and Hub and I let 'the kid' take over. 

In fact, he got so good at it, he does it for a living now.

Fast forward 20+ years. 
So, as we're not in Canada anymore, we tend to rely on the computer for our information.

Today I opened the door to the deck and yelled out to my husband of almost 40 years... “ 'the kid' is holding our gbaby birthday pictures hostage!”

Ever calm, he drinks his coffee and asks...‘What the hell are you talking about woman?’...as he continues to watch Luqui, our dog, chase bugs.

“Gbaby #2 just had her second birthday party...”

‘And the term hostage fits in where exactly?’ he asks as he starts chasing the dog, who’s found a bumble bee.

As he inspects the dogs mouth for bees I tell him...“Well 'the kid' says the pictures are on Facebook...”

“So I asked 'the kid' to send us pictures of the party. The pictures everyone is telling me about!”

‘Uh huh...’ as Hub forces Luquis mouth open and starts digging around.

“Well, he said... they’re on Facebook. Learn how to use it! How cheeky!!!!! I don’t know where your son learns this kind of tactic.”

I watch Hub get up for another coffee, not wanting to get involved...

“Sooooo, I emailed him back and asked...you mean you’re actually holding the pictures hostage?!

And he wrote back...
Youuuu betcha!!!”

I watch Hub laugh, cough and spit out his coffee all over the back deck.

“Don't you think after giving birth to him he would take pity on a technically, challenged old lady!...Well wouldn't you?”

The dog looks at Hub...

Hub looks at the dog...

and they both look over at me.

“Whatttt? You guys think I have all the time in the world?! I’ve done my learnin...I know email...
blogging...online accounts and Skype. I’m retired! You’re the one with the Facebook account...

YOU learn it and save my gbabys pictures from this hostage situation!” I turn on my heels and slam the screen door behind me.

As I look back, I see Hub talking to his dog... ‘You know...if we wait a few more years, the grandkids will be able to send the pictures to her themselves and voila! problem solved!’

Just a day in the life of two Canadians, living and loving it in Mazatlan...our home in paradise!

Hub and Linda