We are usually not the first ones to jump on a bandwagon. In fact, we're often the last. Years ago, our when our 4-H leader asked who didn't have a computer, ours were the only hands in the room. We were probably the last to get cell phones too.
So last week, we upgraded from our antiquated dial-up internet service to high speed! At long last...after a lot of hints that dial-up was so yesterday, after a little begging, after a lot of patience and a little impatience (or was it the other way around?)...Ron decided to let us move into the modern world to treat us to high speed service. Woo-hoo!
There is some irony in that. You know, the "high speed" idea. For me. Me...born three weeks late...dubbed "The Pokey Puppy" by my first grade teacher...one of the trio whom Ron has named Slow, Slower, and Slowest...
Could it be that with the advent of instant internet I will suddenly become speedy? Highly unlikely. In fact, we are very slowly getting back into our routine after our holiday break.
Slow and steady seems to be our style.
There is some irony in that. You know, the "high speed" idea. For me. Me...born three weeks late...dubbed "The Pokey Puppy" by my first grade teacher...one of the trio whom Ron has named Slow, Slower, and Slowest...
Could it be that with the advent of instant internet I will suddenly become speedy? Highly unlikely. In fact, we are very slowly getting back into our routine after our holiday break.
Slow and steady seems to be our style.
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