Well, I had wanted to post some recipes that I had cooked in the past week but I tried to upload some photos to the 3SB gallery and my computer decided to have a fit. I guess asking it to post my layouts (since I rarely scrap nowadays) got it so excited it gave itself a mild coronary. The doctor, who looks a lot like my new husband, has been sitting in front of the computer trying to fix it for at least seven hours, speaking some sort of foreign language which seems to have a lot of four letter words in it, with only a brief break for dinner. The doctor, who I think got his degree at the University of MAC, keeps muttering under his breath "stupid PC". I've been keeping an eye on the liqueur cabinet just in case the doctor thinks he might need some help. As soon as the patient recovers, I'll be able to post some recipes. I do have a laptop where I can at least continue the Small Plates. I think there is hope, as long as the doctor's stress level doesn't get so high that he throws the patient out the window like he keeps threatening.
Of course maybe all of this has to do with the patient overhearing the deal I made with the doctor to get a MAC University degree of my own in exchange for an iphone.