Yesterday Allison Toney’s Facebook update read:

Allison: update on JennyCook…baby is here on 2/11, Rosalie Mildred, 9lbs 5.9oz…she doesn’t have internet access right now.

This is our conversation that followed:

8:31pm

Melissa

So your status update makes it seem like the kid doesn’t have internet access yet

8:32pm

Allison

She doesn’t. Her computer died two weeks ago

8:33pm

Melissa

The baby, though. Like the kid is going to pop out an email while mom’s napping

8:33pm

Allison

Oh, you’re right. It does look like that

That’s funny

8:34pm

Melissa

I think it’s hilarious

8:34pm

Allison

Well, she was bugging me to start her a facebook account. I told her she had to wait until 14. She said I was being unreasonable, ran into her bedroom, and slammed the door

8:35pm

Melissa

That’s the second time I’ve laughed out loud during this conversation and my dog has barked at me

The first time I laughed out loud in our chat conversation was when I was telling Allison about the accident that totaled my car. The first time I’d just told her about the accident when apparently her cat fell off the desk and pushed a few keys on the way down. The particular keys pushed made it look like Allison was asking my blood/alcohol level was below or above the limit. I responded that I was sober then she told me about the cat.

I believe the keys went something like: .3?0/+. Keep in mind I had no idea that a cat fall was involved. I thought she was just responding to my story.