The One Where Wende Learns New Technology
Lovely woodland find on our walk– captured by IZ
First off, the weather has been GLORIOUS. So much so, IZ and I have been sneaking off for an hour walk on the riverwalk every day this week. We walk out past the town, into Alderbook; traipsing through the small woodland path that connects the two.
Yesterday, I stopped short at this lovely mushroom. There had been a large stand of them recently, but most have faded into a slimy mess. This one was still standing proud and I was really wishing I had lugged my camera along.
IZ pulled out his itouch and started snapping photos. “Look, it’s really easy. You try.”
You may now all pause for laughter. Here’s the thing, I don’t really like talking on the phone. So, I don’t have one. We bought a couple of burner phones when our son traveled this summer: just so we could connect in the airport and on the road. But I barely know how to turn one of those things on. Using a phone or handheld to take pictures is just so. . . wrong.
But, you know, live into your weaknesses, step out into your fear, yada yada. I took the ipod thingie (that’s the official name!) and tried. “So, I click here?” pushing a button that made the entire screen disappear.
“No, you have to push the ‘hand'”
Oh.
I tried again. Um. And again.
Really, this is ridiculous. About now is when I start feeling far too insecure: so you know, you haul out the “But I went to GRAD School . . . and GRADUATED” Anything to prop up the ego.
Sigh. I’m just not equipped. Slow learner I guess. I finally managed to take photo or two. Apparently, there is image stabilization on the camera, but I never found it. Clearly:
Nice shot of the LEAVES, Wende! Yeah, that was what I was going for!
To think IZ keeps trying to convince me I need an ipad.
And you can stop to laugh here too.
I Buy Big Jugs and I Cannot Lie
I’m still trying to figure out why we need a bottle of dishwashing liquid THIS LARGE when we use a dishwasher?
Do you do this too?
Win Win Achoo
Remember this? Yeah, me neither. It’s been that long. At this rate, I project the house will be finished in 2015.
We’re calling it “The Pink Room”. Not that it’s really pink, but in comparison to everything in this house: oh it’s pink alright! It’s a lovely, cheerful room that doesn’t scream, “HI I’M TAKING PROZAC TO GET THROUGH THIS MISERABLE GREY WINTER.” Ahem. No, the room whispers quietly. Even to the teenager, who likes to hang out there because the color is “soothing.”
The room is nearly done, in no small thanks to IZ, who gave me the day off on Monday to paint. I was lamenting my fate, not wanting to report back to work after a weekend of Youth work, and he said, “Then take the day to paint. Finish your room.”
That’s a deal worth taking, no? I’m hoping to take photos soon. However, painted hardly means decorated. And I’m still trying to decide how to deal with the left-over sofa. Oh, did I mention this room is filled with left-over furniture? It’s a mishmash, but I have a plan, maybe? So, photos shortly.
Of course, I painted on Monday and then promptly got sick. I love, love working with youth. But I’m no fan of the Petrie dish my classroom appears to be. I had a youth worker whisper to me during service on Sunday, “I can’t help in Sunday School this week, I’m sick”. And with one whiff of a cough-drop coated breath, I knew I would be too, shortly. For those wondering what fate smells like, let me tell you: minty.
So, now I’m hopped up on cold meds and rambling. But my room is painted and I’m married to the nicest guy on the planet who took pity on my Monday morning wails of “I really don’t want to go to work today.” Win-win. . . achoo!
I Love a New Feature
Check out Mireio’s new “About” page! It’s a new feature on Etsy—and I’m kinda smitten with it.
