My mother is good at a lot of things.
She’s a great teacher, a loyal friend, kind to strangers, and she’s the YOUNGEST seventy-year-old I know.
A computer whiz, she is not.
“Jennifer, I’m just SICK about this, but I think I erased all those pictures you sent me!”
“What pictures? I didn’t send you any pictures.”
“You emailed all those cute pictures of Ruthie and Thomas, and I just can’t find where they are on my computer.”
“I didn’t email you the pictures, mom. I sent you a link to my website. You were looking at the pictures on the internet, not on your computer.”
“Well I tried typing that website into my email but I couldn’t get it to work.”
“Into your email?”
“Oh, I suppose I would have to put that on the internet, wouldn’t I?”