as cozy as spring

I-love

I haven't posted in days.  Do you want to know why?  I've been messing around with my new toy!  When I switched to the smaller, newer car I noticed it had a plug-in thingy for an IPod.  How about that!  So I thought I'd invest in one to hold all of our audiobooks and music.  And then, on the advice of some super friends, I bumped up to an ITouch.

I resisted the pull of these devices for a long time.  I mocked those who stood in line (overnight?) to get the newest gadget.  I loathed staring at the backsides of everyone's IPhones for hours in waiting rooms and restaurants.  It all reminded me of that horrible Wall-E movie where everyone is in a daze, connected to their machines.

Now?  I kind of love it! I can wake up to chirping birdies! I can check my email in the bedroom after waking up to chirping birdies!  I can do some sort of workout log that I haven't figured out yet.  I can take those cool, funky 1960s looking photos!

But I didn't fall hard until this morning when I downloaded Bird's Eye Lite.  See:

That's my baby seeing if he can match up the bird songs with the pictures in his books.  He can.  He's brilliant.  (I might be biased.)

It's just a good thing.  I really think it is.  I roll my eyes at how much I resist change and new technology for no good reason.  I thought I'd be online all the time if I had the chance, but I think I'm actually online less because while I can do a quick email check, the screen size doesn't encourage one to linger.  It did take me a billion hours to figure out how to transfer everything and I may have broken the internet in the process.  (Y'all, I went two days without internet connection and didn't kill, or even yell at, anyone.  Can I get a round of applause or a big chocolate cake?)

So... favorite apps?  I'm looking for a pleasant rosary in English or Latin or both, it matters not.  My Dad said there is one that allows you to see who in the world is praying the Liturgy of the Hours with you - how cool is that?  I'm also very, very into anything science and nature related.

Cheer up.

I am still feeling rotten, but am pressing onward with my responsibilities.  To cheer myself up, I watched that goofy Matt/dancing video five times yesterday.  Did I cry during every single viewing?  Yes I did.  I am properly ashamed of being such a sap, but whatever.  If there is anyone in the world who has not seen it yet (Dad, I'm looking at you), here's a link.  Time well spent.

Sick

(I still don't know whether I will be back or not, but today I decided I will treat you to a poorly written, frustrated rant).

Who in the world thinks up computer viruses?  Why would anyone be sitting around thinking, "Huh.  I'm going to ruin someone's day by infecting their computer, which only holds letters to their children and photos of their family, with some nasty little evil little thing that they cannot get off and causes every little thing to malfunction.  Let's suck five days out of some poor mother's life as she ignores her children, tyring desperately and in vain to get the stupid virus protection to work again - haha!  But it won't!  She will either have to spend $200+ to get the stupid thing fixed or buy a new computer.  Even though she would prefer to buy, you know, groceries for her children (though a Mac book is awfully tempting).  And that $200 is almost a semester of ballet for her sweet daughter.  Yes that sounds like fun."

Evil, evil, evil people.  Seriously. Who does this? Why would they do it?  And if anyone has any idea how to get Trojan 32 or whatever off of my computer please comment.  I promise a reward.  Please, someone???

Please?  OK an obviously my spell check will not work - I will be amazed if this acutally publishes, so forgive any errors here.

Options

Does anyone else out there get a little preoccupied obsessed over finding just the right font for say, a Liturgical Year Notebook - to where lesson plans are forgotten, children are forgotten, and life comes to a screeching halt because there are just.so.many and then it takes hours to remember how to install them?  And then it's so embarrassing because it has got to be the biggest waste of time ever?  But there is no helping it and you wish you could just be somebody else because then you could be free from OCD wanting to make nice memories for your children?  Because nice memories consist of cool fonts?  Like the kids will all be sitting around a warm fire one day laughing, "Remember the font Mom used to make my addition tables!  It was so geometric!  Oh, that MOM! What a gal!"  They will so much more likely be sitting in their psychiatrists office saying, "My mother just stopped caring for us one day, all because of font options."