Too Much Computer

Dear Wife,

I'm sending you this email to bring you up to date on the events of our family. I tried to talk to you while you were on your computer, but you just kept telling me that you would BRB.....whatever that means. So, I decided to send you this email.

John Jr. cut his first tooth today. He's the one you bounce on your knee while typing. Remember how he giggles when he hears the Uh-Oh sound? Sorry about his dropping his peanut butter sandwich on your keyboard. Is it working okay since I cleaned it up for you? Can you read the letters I tried to paint back on your keyboard? Most of them had been rubbed off.

Susie had her first date Saturday night. She had a good time and said to thank you for letting them use your car. She put the keys back on the keyrack underneath the cobwebs where she found them. In case you've forgotten her, she's the one who has you raise your feet when she's running the sweeper.

Tim is playing football. He looks forward to going to school now that he has a sport to play. He wanted to know if you would come to one of his games if we bought you a laptop to bring along? Do you remember him? He's the one who empties your porta potty for you.

Lets see ... since the last time I wrote you (3 months ago) ... the refrigerator had to be replaced, the dog died from old age, your mother and dad painted the room where your computer is (hope you like the color), the church has a new pastor, the President has been impeached and oh yes ... I have a new job.

Well, I think that's about it. I'll email you again in about three months. You take care of yourself honey. We all "miss" you very much and will see you the next time the power goes off.

Love,
Your Husband