— 1 —
I am currently in my annual period of mourning the end of Mother’s Day Out for the season. This year our two-, three- and four-year-old girls went two mornings a week, and it was great for everyone. The pre-school teachers are good at everything I’m bad at: they teach the kids songs, do arts and crafts, find creative ways to celebrate the liturgical year. The other day I walked in to see the teacher of the three-year-old class calmly supervising a table full of smock-wearing kids as they made something involving paper and paint and feathers. It was like watching someone derive the Riemann hypothesis; I got overwhelmed just thinking about undertaking such a task. There’s so much movement and noise and chaos, I always end up feeling like I need to retire to my fainting couch as soon as the first crayon hits the floor. Once they’re over five years old I can start to put together projects that resemble something fun or enriching, but before then I pretty much limit myself to herding duties.
In other words: it’s going to be a long summer. On the plus side, there are only 109 days, 12 hours and four minutes until Mother’s Day Out starts again.
— 2 —
This has been the Week O’ Technical problems. Not only has my site been down frequently, but my new laptop — the one that I got to replace my indescribably bad old laptop — is already turning into a big black frustration machine. I guess I keep forgetting to uncheck the “I WANT THIS COMPUTER TO RUIN MY LIFE” box when I place my orders. I’ve only had it for a month, and already I get the “blue screen of death” error almost every day, it often won’t restart from sleep mode, and various “So-and-So Process Has Stopped Working” errors pop up regularly. I haven’t installed any unusual software and am almost positive it’s not a virus. I guess the Lord is trying to teach me patience through technology?
I can just hear the tapping of keys preparing the inevitable “Get a Mac!” comments. Why, after three years of PC misery, would a person still resist entering into the paradise that is Mac ownership? I shall explain below:
— 3 —
I have used Macs for work in the past, so I have some familiarity with them. Though there are variety of minor quirks I don’t care for, it really all comes down to this: the right-click button. When I used a Mac at my job, I tried to get used to a mouse with only one button on it. I assured myself that eventually it would be second nature — after all, psychologists have proven that the human mind can adjust to all sorts of barbaric suffering if given enough time. But, nay, every single time my finger touched it I was like, “GAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!! IT’S SO TERRIBLE!!!” (Which made filling out forms pretty epic.) A one-button mouse is like the technical equivalent of a monobrow: just…unnatural. Allow me to explain it in chart form:
In summary: it would have to be a standard feature of PC’s that they freeze up every 10 seconds, shoot fire from their monitors, give you an electric shock every time you touch the keyboard and have scorpions crawling out of the USB slot before I would give up my right-click button.
— 4 —
Let’s talk about technology I DO like! Our Magic Bullet died after five years of noble service, and we decided to replace it with a Hamilton Beach personal blender. I like it quite a bit better than the Bullet. It has fewer pieces, which means less stuff for me to get frustrated about when I lose, and the blending container is just the right size: big enough to make a drink for two, but small enough that it’s not unwieldy. Perfect for summer smoothies. (And no, I wasn’t asked to endorse this. I just like it.)
— 5 —
Thank you for all the birthday wishes for my grandfather on Twitter! He turned 97 last week, and is still in relatively good health. In fact, he cooked an astoundingly delicious prime rib dinner for us just a couple of weeks ago. (And he actually got a happy birthday message from someone older than he is — his 100-year-old cousin called to wish him well.) Candice Watters pointed out that he may have seen more change in his lifetime than any other generation. I think that’s definitely true, especially in terms of technology. He was born in 1914, and lived on a farm where they didn’t have electricity, indoor plumbing or a car. He remembers the first time he ever saw an airplane, and what it was like to get their first telephone. He says that life changed dramatically after the radio came along, and the family was fascinated by this device that let them hear news and stories from far away. When the first color television show was broadcast in 1953, he was almost 40.
These days he has a flat-screen color TV with HD, and we even had an internet connection installed at his house. The other day my dad was showing him Google Earth, and they’d zoom in on satellite pictures from all over the world. Then they found live webcam pictures from where my grandfather used to live in Colombia, and searched for all sorts of information on the internet, while reading emails from a friend of my dad’s who lives in Abu Dhabi. I can’t even imagine how crazy all of this must seem to him compared to the way he grew up!
— 6 —
Quite a few people have asked for an update on the neighbor girls that I mentioned in my post from Wednesday: There were three main girls who used to spend a lot of time here, whom I called Riley, Carmen and Catherine. We still see Carmen and Catherine a lot, and Carmen was here the other day playing with the kids. They’re really busy with activities and homework, though, so they don’t have as much time to kick around over here as they used to (a couple summers ago they spent up to six hours a day hanging out over here). Unfortunately, I haven’t seen Riley in a long time. She went back to live with her mom, and hasn’t visited her relatives who live next door to me very often. However, I’m hoping she’ll be here more in the summer. It would be great to see her again. Please keep her in your prayers.
— 7 —
I’m way behind on my blog reading, so I was shocked to learn that one of my favorite bloggers, Kelly from Generation Cedar, lost her home in the recent tornadoes, just a few weeks after having a baby. What has been even more shocking has been her grace-filled posts on the subject. In praising the Lord and giving thanks for all her blessings, she writes more like someone who’s won the lottery than someone who has just lost everything. Treat yourself to a look through her recent writing:
Below is a linky list if you’d like to add a link to your own 7 Quick Takes post. (1) Make sure the link you submit is to the URL of your post and not your main blog URL. (2) Include a link back here.