My mom asks me for help all the time and it is all I can do not to fucking strangle her. She can't read "Computers For Dummies", OH NO! She needs HANDS-ON instruction.

UGGGGGGH! "Why don't you give me a paper cut and pour lemon juice on it!"

I usually try to be the one to help, though, because Critter needs to work, and he doesn't need the frustration.

As he always says, "If is isn't one thing, it's your MOTHER."

I call them "critter-cisms". :-D

At any rate, just believe in the Darwinian theory...someday, natural selection will take care of them and we'll be out of their misery.

Peace,
Amy