Sick Computer

I cannot believe it. Our laptop has a virus. I was working online yesterday morning and what I thought was our computer security system, began scanning. I thought it was odd but maybe Senor has scheduled a scan?

Well I should have looked a little closer because when I clicked remove, everything went goodbye. The program wants our credit card, which it won´t get, of course.

I am miserable about it. I was putting my new collection, Las Puertas de Santa Fe (the doors of Santa Fe) online. I managed to get a few on etsy (go to etsy.com, type in glasspondstudio in sellers). Senor is miserable because we are on episode 4 of season 2 of 24.
Quickplay is frozen, aol radio is frozen, email is frozen, internet is frozen..........DO YOU WANT TO PAY WITH VISA OR MASTERCARD.....................that is what we get...................my big bad.


So, I am down at the internet cafe on the oldest computer I have ever seen in my life, trying to keep it from switching back and forth from language to language. One second I am typing in English and another I am typing in Spanish.
At least there is an internet cafe. I am tempted to get in the car and drive to Tucson. First I will check for help in Navajoa.....


I have already discovered that I cannot put any pictures up for you.

So you will have to close your eyes after you read this and you will see it...............yesterday............very strong winds.........palm tree branches blowing sideways................ dark purple and black clouds swirling from both the east and west...........lightning across the sky...........thunder shaking the casa...........rain begins to fall.......rain fills up all rooms with no roofs...........rain floods the garden room.........all furniture in the garden room has to be picked up off the floor......2 tarantulas climb up out of the dirt and onto the floor of the garden room...............cats are hiding under the bed...............canalis are pouring out water...................cistern overflows...................little gardenia tree uproots....................piece of old tin roof flies off into the empty field next door...................hurricane norbert crosses both our minds, but we don´t say so..............senor does say...........did you close the window in the kitchen (not a kitchen, but we call it that because the fridge is in there).........no!..........i run in and water is pouring in through the window..........the floor in there is covered with water.......can´t get the window to close right away.......................after i am covered in rain that is coming through the window, i am able to get it closed............i return to the now flooded garden room..........we won´t have to water, says senor.

I did get some great photos but will save them for a rainy day.....adios, linda lou......................ps hope this posts in english.