“If you’ve lost your Mama, just use LoJack to find her,” Aunt Sissy whispered in Hugh’s ear.
That’s right. I got a new Mac. I got a new Mac! I got a new Mac!! There are few material objects that make me feel like a kid at Christmas, but this early birthday present has Mama abandoning Hugh in his bouncy seat while she figures out the complexities of video chat, ICal, MacMail, and Stacks. Best of all, it came with a LoJack account which tracks stolen computers through a GPS signal.
So Aunt Sissy is right, Hugh will always know where to find me.
I promise to blog more later. But Hugh’s life and this blog’s life is going to be kind of lame until Mama can put down this bright and shiny object.