Ice cream internet

Out of the blue last week, my mom called me and asked if I would teach her how to use the internet. This coming from the woman who doesn’t understand, nor like, computers. But hey, I’m flexible.

So after stopping by the zoo today to catch a glimpse of the new baby polar bear (he wasn’t around, darn!), we went to my parents’ house to create a login for my mom on my brother’s computer. I also set up a Yahoo! account for her, so now I can send my mom email. Fun!

My mom can be really sweet, too. Last time we were visiting, I was bitching and moaning how I’ve always wanted an ice cream cake for my birthday but have never gotten one. So guess what my mom had for dessert today? You guessed it – ice cream cake. Woo hoo! I’m not ashamed to admit that I ate two slices.

We had a good time visiting today. We always do; we have fun when we get together. That’s cause we’re all dysfunctional and vulgar. :)

If we lived closer, we’d probably visit more often. Then I could at least harass my brother more and get him to learn how to play Cure songs on his guitar. Maybe I’ll get a guitar and learn them myself. I’ve been thinking about it for awhile.