I’m a woman with very little patience for technical problems.
I’m sorry – you can’t buy this photo because my photo site isn’t uploading photos properly right now:
One Thousand Sunsets – Available for Purchase Sometime Soon. Maybe?
Isn’t it a pretty photo, though? (The exposure was 5+ minutes.)
Once my technical problems are fixed, I’ll make it a one click photo.
I spent way too much of my yesterday working on my photo site problem, and I made no progress whatsoever in getting it operable. Wasted hours = lots of frustration.
As some of you may have noticed, I haven’t had time to write anything for my photography page in the last week.
I’m feeling overwhelmed with stuff to do right now.
So … how about a look inside the randomness of my brain?
• I have no travel (currently) planned for the rest of 2012. I’m hoping I’ll get caught up on the many things I’m behind on. (However, since the holidays are racing towards us – maybe not!)
• I don’t recommend spending your birthday on planes and in airports. It sucks.
• I make incredible pot roast. And yes, it was 85F yesterday … but cooler weather is on its way. (Supposedly!)
• When you have a really sick kid you worry a lot even when they’re
legally an adult. Especially if they’re 3,000 miles away and you can’t assure yourself they’ll be just fine. (He’ll be fine.)
• I’m hosting Thanksgiving this year, as usual. I always love doing it. But no matter how I try, or how much I coerce my family into helping, it’s a very difficult holiday pain-wise. Really, the time period between Thanksgiving and Christmas puts me over the edge every year, even though I do love holidays. (And I really love having my family together!)
• Today I’m getting my haircut AND a bikini wax. (Two different salons!) I guess that means I’ve got a hairy day ahead of me? I feel guilty taking so much time away from work for maintenance, but on the other hand – fuck it.
• Paul Newman is a good addition to my life. He’s helping me. He “gets” me, physically. (Ahem??) He’s also highly entertaining. The two of us together are ADD-ish on steroids. Our conversations probably hit on a bazillion
inappropriate humor topics per every 20 minutes. Seriously, people would pay for the entertainment if they could listen to us for an hour.
• Paul Newman watches every thing I do. Little, itty, bitty, movements. He distracts me with
intellectual conversation. He doesn’t seem to be paying attention, but he’s actually analyzing every minute movement I make. Then all of a sudden he’ll say something and I realize there must be a hidden microscope he’s watching me under. It’s kind of creepy. It is. He’s got a hell of a lot of gears moving (all at the same time) in his brain.
• Someday I should write a book about the various “caregivers” I’ve encountered since the accident. An Orange County medical tell-all book! Oh, the things I could share!