My laptop got a makeover and now sports an aqua case and waterproof (fingers crossed) keyboard cover
because I’ve been feeling an increased need to protect it
because it’s new
because the old one suddenly stopped working
because a certain little boy peed all over it.
Miraculously, the boy is still alive.
Sometimes it just isn’t okay to wait 42.8 years/until your children are teenagers/for the millennium to use your ipod again/sleep more than three hours uninterrupted/expect “responsible” adults to do their jobs. Instead of riding out what life is dishing, you have to charge at it hard. Fortunately, I’ve got a fair amount of spunk and some top notch googling skills, so watch out world here I come. To all my fellow warriors out there, keep up the good fight!
PS In case you’ve had similar ipod problems, I found this youtube video to be very helpful.
We never really set food diet goals at our house, but this year we set some information diet goals. As much as I love technology, it’s sometimes shameful to realize how addicted and dare I say obsessed I can be with it. For 2012 Noel and I set some goals to free up some of our time and help us be more productive.
- Limit the number of times a day we check Google Reader.
- 90 minute email challenge (Check out this interesting article on Breaking the Email Compulsion.)
- Only watch television/movies after household chores are completed and scriptures are read.
So far it’s only been a couple of days, but I already feel like I’m getting more done and we’ve been going to bed earlier. The best benefit though has been that I feel more fulfilled at the end of each day. I think this Mormon Message does a good job of explaining why.
Now after that inspiring message, I have a confession. I’m thinking about joining Pinterest. I know, I know, embarrassing huh? Generally I have an aversion to doing things that are popular. (This is why my grandma is on Facebook and I am not.) In fact, often if something is popular that is reason enough for me not to do it, unless of course I can find some sort of value in the activity or a really good way of rationalizing its value. When everyone started raving about Pinterest I immediately decided it was something I would never try, but as the months have gone on I’m becoming ever more curious and am very, very close to rationalizing my way into trying it. But then there’s the information diet. Would joining Pinterest be the equivalent of resolving to eat healthier, but rewarding myself by downing a box of crackers and a can of spray cheese at the end of each day? I know many of you are on Pinterest. Is it an effective way of organizing information that can thus make me more productive or is it just something that will waste time and make me more covetous? Thoughts?
It’s perhaps a bit shameful how dependent I am on things like the internet, especially since these types of technology are fickle and don’t always dig me quite as much as I dig them. A few summers back I had a computer at my summer job with a monitor that randomly blacked out. Nothing was ever lost from those instances and my job was only temporary, so instead of hassling with IT I just didn’t do anything about it. Then my boss found out and sent in an IT ticket on red alert. One of the IT students came in and tinkered with my computer. After the better part of an hour, he told me he didn’t know what was wrong with the computer, but I’d probably need a new monitor eventually. Then as he was leaving he quickly added, “Oh, and something weird happened to your screen – sorry about that.” Miffed, I sat down and looked at the newly zoomed in screen he’d left me with. It looked like a bad fix for the mildly myopic with slightly over sized icons and the start button and task bar only half visible as they peaked out from under the monitor’s plastic frame. Is it any wonder I’m often hesitant to seek “professional” help when hitches come up in my technological endeavors?
Our whole week has kind of been like that. Hours lost tinkering with cables and outlets and day long calls resulting in slower internet connection. Now Blogger has taken up issue with me and even though I don’t actually use Blogger I’ve already decided I hate it. Currently I don’t feel like dealing with this issue, so until I decide to fight that battle my wonderfully witty comments will not be appearing on your beloved blogs. So before you take offense, just know that I’m still one of your e-BFFs . . . and that I think you should seriously look into WordPress 🙂
I hear this is a great documentary on the state of clean energy innovation. It’s tone more hopeful that you might think. Just wanted to give you something for your viewing pleasure to gear everyone up for Earth Day. Below is a 30 second preview.
Check out the full episode on the PBS website.
Running is one of the biggest tags on this blog, so I know I don’t need to tell you I love it. For me, running has always just been part of life – something as necessary and natural as breathing. There are so many people I’ve met because of running, so many stories both life changing and minute that I could tell. (Any ideas on how I can convince Runner’s World that they need me?) Even my meeting and dating Noel involves running. Today I’m going to try and stick to one subject though: running and technology.
I’m a purist when it comes to running. My ideal run is on a dirt trail that climbs and falls through foliage and all I’m dragging with me is a compression tank, a pair of tempo shorts, ankle socks, and my beloved Brooks – no watch, no ipod, no GPS, no fuel belt. I feel like all the extra training gizmos mess with what’s so natural about running. I leave my ipod at home, not because I’m convinced that they can be dangerously distracting or because I’m sure they are the leading cause of terrible form, but because I run to be with myself. Likewise, I’ve never been a big fan of treadmills. I mean, what was the point of running if you aren’t going anywhere? Running on a treadmill often feels more like torture than the soul searching relief I know it to be. However, over the years of living in cold climates and spending the best part of winter days in class or at work, treadmills have managed to weasel a little bit of love into our hateful relationship.
I’ve been coveting treadmills for awhile now. I’m not about to go running on icy days with the jogger and even days when the roads are dry getting out the door can be kind of difficult. I mean, try coordinating a baby’s nap with the weather – what could be more unpredictable? After watching craigslist like a hawk for two weeks (purchasing exercise equipment in January is kind of competitive) I’ve got a treadmill of my very own. Although I feel more like a cardio-bot than ever as I listen to an ipod nano in one ear and the ipod touch (our makeshift baby monitor thanks to skype) with the other, I can’t tell you how good it feels. Sure I get distracted by all the flashing numbers and hate that the scenery never changes, but I think this might keep me sane until spring.
And a poem I wrote, just to make this post that much longer.
Quickly press the up arrow, anticipating the adrenaline high
Set the speed, and secretly compare to the monitor on the next machine
Separated by inches, no one speaks
A row of people running nowhere, seeing nothing
staring into space, listening only to the private serenade of ear buds
Sweating together, breathing together, working together, yet
Only the cadences of feet and exhalations converse to
establish a silent camaraderie
I’ve never really lived in a big city (Kaysville, UT; Green River, UT; Brigham City, UT, Logan, UT – not big cities). I had a brief stint in Salt Lake City, UT where I was born, but was too young to remember it. I also have a very poor sense of direction. These factors make me a little uncomfortable with my proximity to Denver. Half the time I can’t even figure out which way Denver is and Cooper is of no help. I was reluctant when Noel wanted to purchase a GPS, but today it saved me from calling him at work from the Hobby Lobby parking lot, blubbering about how I didn’t know how to get home. How I need that soothing robotic voice coming from my dashboard. Garmin nüvi I love you!
It’s almost sad how much I need internet. I thought I could go without it for a week, but I’m too much of an internet junkie. I needed my email fix so bad that Cooper and I went on a walk with the ipod after only one day searching out open wifi connections. My pathetic days of standing under the tree at the very edge of my yard trying to pick up signal are over though. As of today our little house is back in the 21st century.
Today we loaded up the Honda and moved, again. Don’t worry, we put Cooper inside the car and not in the stroller on top. I’m glad those bike racks are finding good use.
We found a little house to rent and are happily reunited with our belongings. And someone’s small hairbrush. If anyone is missing a small hairbrush let us know. Anyway, here is the new place.
So along with that, we’ve had the fun excitement of changing all our forwarding addresses. Again. Setting up utilities is also one of those fun things about going to a new place. Unfortunately our internet and phone will not be connected until Monday the 19th. The conversation with Qwest went something like this:
So, until then we may be back in the technology void. Hopefully, it’s a temporary thing this time. In the mean time if anyone wants to get a hold of us, just call us.