[techy garbage]

My level of frustration is increasing with every passing day.  The older my computer gets, the harder it is to maneuver.  One case in point:  the screamingly SLOW transitions between my e-mail folders.  Now, it is not a complicated task – I simply want to see what has gone into my “deleted mail”  folder.  ‘Why?’ you ask?  Because I somehow made it so that pretty much every e-mail I get winds up there, even those from my preferred senders and approved contacts.  Don’t ask why I did this or how I did this because I don’t have an answer for you.  I have tried to change this – even going as far as to re-create an extensive list of contacts.  Which turned out to not only be unnecessary, but useless as well.  Man even stepped in and helpfully pointed out that my e-mail is behaving badly, but somehow that didn't help the situation.  I changed from my normal e-mail provider to one of those anonymous ones, and created an entirely new account.  This has not helped.  Frustratingly enough, solicitations from Neiman Marcus and others of some interest, like those advertising  potential jobs, still go into the trash file.  After changing from ‘hotmail’ (not so hot) to ‘gmail’ (not so great), I am still having the same issue.  So, I still have to toggle between the inbox and deleted items folders, which because my technology is a little dated, takes a while.  And, to make the situation even worse, I now have four different e-mail accounts which I can’t figure out how to get rid of so my computer really gets cranky and goes even s-l-o-w-e-r.  And then there is the adventure of trying to open an internet connection, which  is comparable to an old lady running and trying to catch up with a freight train. Not gonna happen.   My computer, once the darling of the cyber circuit, wheezes and whirrs and makes a lot of effort and takes a lot of time and runs her fan a great deal but most of the time, such as on days that have the letter “s” in them, will not complete an internet connection.  When this happens, I often scream in frustration and occasionally use swear  words to express my displeasure at its performance.  Which, surprisingly, does nothing.  I have a very low tolerance for non-performance.  I am somewhat ashamed to say I neither know how my computer and phone and iPod and even my television work, and I care even less...my disinterest is even recognized by the normally obtuse Boy, who in a recent e-mail in which he was sending me some software which could potentially fix all the issues I am having, said “this may not work because [ techy garbage ].”  This is now how I will refer to this and others related problems with mechanical things, as it is a perfect expression which describes not only the problem, but my view of it.

Joy to the World

Yes, I have been away...so much to say and catch up on, but I am going to start at the present.  But first, a huge thank you to you all who have continued to check back and request that I write something -  I am giving you this small offering, with the promise of more and better to come.  

So I have survived another Thanksgiving holiday with minimal pain and angst.  Only one of my guests drank entirely TOO much and sort of slept through dinner and then needed to leave before dessert.  In her last moments of semi-lucidity, she regaled us with maudlin stories about her cat whom she had euthanized the previous day.   We hurriedly tried to ship her off at that point in the evening - luckily she is a petite woman, and so we were able to sort of sling her up and around and stuff her into the car.  Other than that, the day was a reasonable success.  Boy overdosed on sugar, and Man, turkey.  As for me, I lustily and uninhibitedly imbibed in all the delights the day had to offer, effectively saying "go to hell"  to my usual healthful diet.   All in all a lovely day!