That's what I want to call the computer man/hero/wizard who spent hours at my house fixing my sick computer...It had a virus and even though I'm a medical kind of gal, I couldn't help it. It needed a specialist. Jarrod has always been there for me and he didn't let me down today. Jack thinks I'm addicted to my computer. Silly man...those sweats, hives, nervous ticks, pacing and stopping at the computer room only to turn and walk away with tears in my eyes is just me worrying that all my documents were deleted. But thankfully, it will live to let me blog, pay bills, sometimes read my e-mail, blog, hey did I mention blog? So here's my little entry for this Wednesday. I just wanted to show you the traffic jam I encounter on my road home from work..sorta like Chicago only the smell behind this vehicle is not exactly diesel fuel.