I've mentioned Cliff's cousin, Edna, in this journal before. I met her early in our marriage, but I really didn't get to know her then.
When I got my first computer, Cliff's brother's wife, who was raised down in that same area, received an e-mail and noticed Edna's name and email on it. She forwarded it to me and wrote, "Edna's e-mail is on here, if you want to get in touch with her."
So I did, telling her in the subject line, "This is Clifford's wife."
That was six or seven years ago. And ever since, Edna has sent me e-mails she thought might be of interest to me. She's sent me some dillies, too. Cute little videos (The Fruitcake Lady was my favorite), inspirational websites, you name it. Every once in awhile in the subject line you'll see "XXX not for children". Which I appreciate, since the granddaughters are here a lot. None of them are really what I'd score a triple-X, but at least I know to be cautious when I read it.
Over a week ago, I realized I hadn't gotten any e-mail from Edna. No problem, everybody is entitled to a day or two away from the computer. Then another day went by, and another. More than a week passed, and I began telling Cliff every day, "I don't understand why I'm not getting any mail from Edna. I hope she and O. L. are all right."
"Her computer probably crashed," Cliff said.
Well now, around here, that's almost as bad as a death in the family! So I broke down and gave Edna a call. Nobody answered. Now I was really getting concerned.
But tonight Edna called and checked in. She has caller ID, so she knew I'd called. She's fine, and her computer is working except for one thing: It won't send e-mail.
I'm so relieved.