So, I'm torn as to what of two confessions would qualify for the coveted #3 spot:
My computer hates me . . . OR
I have an unnatural obsession with pillows.
Because there is such an obvious link between the two, we'll just deal with them both and move on to other, more random confessions at another time. So . . . my computer hates me. Just me. Even though he uses the same computer, it doesn't hate PDaddy (although, truth be told, it could treat him better too.) Several days ago I went to make a comment on this blog and I filled in my user name and password before I noticed that there was NO icon to click in order to publish said comment. So, I gave up on that temporarily and went to publish a new post on my blog. Once again, I filled in the appropriate gobble-de-gook to sign in, but alas there was NO "sign in" icon.
So I did what every computer-literate woman in my position would do . . . I made Sonny-boy come and fix it. Sonny-boy has the patience of a Saint, but the best he could do was to sign me up with a new server. That night when PDaddy got home, we made the discovery that his side of the same computer worked fine and dandy. And that's when I learned that our computer has a personal vendetta against me. Just me.
Pillows don't hate me. They love me and I love them. They are soft and fluffy. My computer however, hates my pillows. On Monday I published a post with 3 pictures. By yesterday the bottom one (which was of a pillow) was somehow erased . . . erradicated . . . gone. I am going to try and fool my computer today with a picture of three (3) pillows, hoping their combined strength can ward off the computer's evil influences. Only time will tell.
I will save more of my pillow-obsession-confession for another day. I will only say that at this point I mostly just slipcover existing pillows to avoid being taken over by them. At Christmas my children held a "pillow-intervention" and threw out (actually, gave to D.I.) a large number of my back stock of pillows. I suppose this is akin to flushing contraband down the toilet. It didn't help much. As long as they stay away from The Stash, I will be able to make more pillows. I already have.
Did I mention that Sonny-boy and the Mrs. are moving to Spain for fun, adventure and a sweet architecture job? What the heck am I going to do then?
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it's so funny because i hate your computer. as for pillows ... i plead the fifth.
but i will say you always found a way to remodel a whole room with just a few new pillows.
oh, and i'll miss the spain-bound kids, as well, but i don't know if the pillows will. remember when Sonny Boy used to vent his anger by throwing all of the couch cushions and pillows into a pile in the backyard? such passive aggression!
oh, and i'll miss the spain-bound kids, as well, but i don't know if the pillows will. remember when Sonny Boy used to vent his anger by throwing all of the couch cushions and pillows into a pile in the backyard? such passive aggression!
Apparently the computer thinks doubling Mrs. Dub's comments and rubbing in Sonny Boy's pillows as lawn gnomes fit will make up for generating scripting errors (and thus no publish or preview buttons) in IE7 when run on Mary's, and only Mary's, user account.
If anyone knows how to fix that problem I'd love to hear from you. It seems to stem from either the renewal of our subscription [against my better judgment] to Norton Antivirus or installation of the most recent Microsoft Windows and IE updates, both of which were done the day the problem arose.
I would also be thrilled with a solution to the equally irksome problem of not being able to install Flash Player 9 on either of our accounts. The installation process appears to run fine, but results in a quotation mark (") instead of the 'installation completed' Flash movie. However, the process quite successfully deletes Flash Player 8, making all pictures and video clips on all web pages inoperative until a system restore to an earlier date is completed. I've been through this process at least four times and can't find any good help at Adobe, Microsoft, or IT wonk pages.
Oh, I love computers when they work and hate them when they don't...pillows are good for sleeping on and movie pillow fights, but around here they begin to remind me of the old Star Trek episode "The Trouble with Tribbles". Nice in moderation, but suffocating in excess. Guess with pillows that could be literal.
i like your pillows. i can't say the same about your computer. if the computer is messing with you - i'll have your back. i am not afraid to break some keys or smash in a cd drive to prove a point.
I think using that picture of PDaddy's "Pillow Mound" ala "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" would have spooked the computer for good.
aaaahhhh in a word . . . MAC! A happy computer relationship!
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