They Don't Call It HOT For Nothing

My Grandmother can sew a quilt, make a pound of ground meat feed 9 people and still have leftovers, crochet a bed doll, manage a tax system for any company, completely reupholster an RV, and run a county extension office. She is fairly accomplished at running her computer and loves to communicate electronically with everyone she knows. She can't, however, figure out how to run hotmail.

She's also got a wicked sense of humor. We had this conversation today when she called me for the third time, trying to open her email.

G: So I want to click on what?

Me: Inbox

G: Wait a minute, I've got a window that won't give me my finger.

Me: ???

G: There's some commercial popping up and it won't let me use my clicker.

Me: Close that in the bottom tray, and go back to the Inbox.

G: Hold on, I'm still waiting for it to give me the finger.

Me: Gram, I'm trying to be good here. Help a girl out, would you?


I sure do love that woman!