The Dinner Party

I've been invited to a dinner party. The only people, hitherto, who I have known who has people over for dinner for home-cooked meals are Uber and SNV and Ex-Marine Fred. But parents of a friend of TG have invited me to a dinner party at their home. Sounds silly to be so excited, but most social events I go to are kid-centric, pizza-ish, or in a restaurant.

Actually, this dinner party will be kid-centric as well, but the kids will eat their pizza downstairs and the grownups will have a grown up dinner, home-made. I'm looking at my dessert recipes.

Meanwhile, my ability to set up a wireless network in my home sucks. I've finally got my Internet connection re-established, but TG's connection on her laptop? Not so good. But the girls have multiple birthday parties this weekend, so I'm going to take some of that time to work on setting up the network. Of course, everything I've printed out says it's easy. Easy for a 20- or 30-something who writes code and tweets about me. For middle-aged me, that's a stretch. I'm trying to think of computer friendly pals I can lean on here. But I'll get it set up, one way or another.