OK. So, it was a little rainy here today.
So, Paul agreed to run a few errands. In my mind, that meant we would drop some stuff off at school and go to the grocery store. However, he tricked me and drove right into the parking lot of
which really is just a hardware store on
This brings up a little basic difference between the two of us. Shopping with nothing in mind. I am just not one of those people and Paul loves it. He was totally content walking up and down the aisles of that store and looking at every little item. When I was unable to feign interest in 8,000 gallon air compressors, John Deere sweatshirts or lock sets, he just shook his head and walked right out of the store. So, we headed in silence to the grocery store. I even tried not to laugh when he displayed a bit of
right in the grocery store parking lot. Some lady took up too much of the lane and got an earful from Paul. After all, who am I to point out one's
when I have to admit to a few of my own.
You see, I was getting a little twitchy in that TSC because I could have been doing things I liked better. Like being on the computer. Remember on my last post I shared Paul told me I might have a problem with the whole computer thing? I think he might be right.
I really am not quite happy if I miss a day tweaking my personalized start page on
How wonderful to organize all of my "stuff" from the web.
And then Suzanne showed me her
so I set mine up as well to manage all those news sites and blogs I check every day.
And speaking of organizing, I also am never a few hours away from checking
so that I can catch all of those twitter updates from the news writers I read online.
I mostly keep up on the Twitter news while I am playing one of my five games of
I am not ALWAYS online.
I do other "work" on the computer, too...
Now that I am "back to work" as the vocal director of the summer show, I am so thankful for
which I could not do without. I have no idea what I did before iTunes. I have blocked the memory.
And, last night, I was so thankful for
to help with the rehearsal process I almost became a little
I am now fighting the urge to update to Garage Band '09 because I like to have the latest versions.
After all, I did rationalize the need to have
because it had several nice features. I would be unhappy without it!
And, for those bouts of insomnia or when
there is the this handly little item, the
One of the apps we have on it is
which is pretty much what the title states, random facts scrolling past the screen.
So, I often find myself reading these random facts in the middle of the night. Here's an example of an awesome fact:
"A crocodile's tongue is attached to the roof of its mouth and cannot move it."
Did you know that? Well, neither did I! And, even better, you can email these awesome facts right from the application. So, last night, I was wide awake and came across these two awesome facts:
"If the earth was the size of a golf ball, the sun would be the size of a washing machine."
"In Scotland, a new game was invented. It was entitled 'Gentlemen only, ladies forbidden.'
And thus the word "golf" entered the English language."
I knew several family members who NEEDED to know that awesome fact. So, right there at 2:30 a.m. or whatever god awful time it was, I emailed it to family members, including several of my younger brothers. Technology got back at me and for some reason malfunctioned and so the awesome fact I sent them in the middle of the night was:
"It is common practice in India for a man to marry his elder sister's daughter."
Yikes. Middle of the night. To my younger brothers. Thankfully, I did not include our daughter on the email list. Now, imagine opening that email....
When I saw what I had done I promised I would never email anything in the middle of the night again.
My family scratches their head
about me enough as it is. I don't need to fan the flames!!
So, now I have promised myself during those middle of the night attacks, I will stick to playing:
I am terrible at this game. Paul is incredible. Look, I am a "Skilled Pixie." I am humiliated. But, it will keep me out of trouble.
Honestly, emailing in the middle of the night right from bed. STOP!!!
It is time to admit:
So, I will try to back off on the whole computer thing! I'll keep you posted on my progress!!