No, for sure, I haven’t been sleeping. Well…lots of the time, but at least not the whole time 
. It seems that asleep or awake I am only able to manage a visit to this poor bloggy about once a year with my last two visits May 6, 2010, and May 7, 2011. Here it is, February 5, 2011. Whoopty doo, I’m a few months early. My current visit is prompted by the need to update my address for my website AGAIN because I’ve moved AGAIN so my account won’t be cancelled if they can’t find me.
What happened in the blog/web world while I was away? Yes, the blog world goes on without me. Most importantly, my web host changed the structure and location of it’s cPanel and when finally it redirected me, it refused to take my old password and locked me out 
—new security features. I’m all for security and am pretty obsessive about changing passwords regularly and making them unrecognizable even by me, but I wasn’t thrilled that JH had taken this step on it’s own and that I might have been forever locked out of a service for which I pay. They could have at least sent an e-mail. In the category of trivial and mundane changes, WordPress and the various plug-ins I use updated (yawn), I had to delete about a gazillion spam comments (yawn), Slide.com is closing as of March 6, 2012 so I will no longer have a guestbook that rarely gets used (bummer), the photo of me at the top somehow got younger and thinner (yikes!), and the blue color of my Heatmap theme seems to have lost it’s appeal.
What happened in the real world while I was away from the virtual world? I relocated my residence twice, yes, twice within less than a year and a half. This time I’m settling in for the long haul and praying fervently that life doesn’t throw me any curves that require another move. I changed jobs—not companies, but jobs—a promotion. If that happens again within the next year and a half I won’t complain. I also did and had happen to me lots of other stuff which I really can’t recall at the moment. Mostly I remember move, work, eat, sleep, move, work, eat, sleep.
So…there you have it. My yearly update. Again, I will reiterate that maybe someday I will make something useful and meaningful out of this blog because that was my original intent.
Take care until someday,
Crystal
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Wow! Has it really been since May 2010 that I have given this poor, neglected bloggy some love? Yup, and…guess what? Google noticed, and Google BOLTED leaving not so much as a “Dear Crystal” letter where Adsense once lived. 
Call me naïve, folks, but one of my original motives for starting this blog/website combo was to earn a few pennies the easy way by getting people to click on my Google and Amazon ads. Theoretically, I would blog my little heart out, providing useful and witty content for my adoring public, and the clickers would come in droves and click until their clicking fingers were swollen and bruised causing Google to reward me with a generous monthly Adsense stipend. Ok, ok, so I never really expected to get rich–I’m not greedy–but I had thought I might earn the requisite $100 to get a check cut at least once a year.
Unfortunately, I can be fickle and inconsistent at times with my hobbies, and one day I fell asleep at the blogging wheel—just could not churn out another post though I tried with half my might—leaving my poor bloggy to fend for itself for a time. My bloggy, it would appear, survived my absence tolerably, but Google, on the other hand, took it hard. Evidently, the mighty Google is not as thick-skinned as one might think and, at the first sign of rejection, took its toys and went home. Or, maybe Adsense has read too many relationship books and is showing me tough love. After all, I clearly have not done my part in keeping our relationship healthy.
Here I sit, brokenhearted and abandoned, getting a dose of my own medicine, and it hurts! It really hurts! Will ya take me back if I clean up my act, Google? Will ya?
My good friend, Philip, has prompted me, now that I am completely downsized and settled, that I should get my creative juices flowing and dust off this old bloggy. So, while sitting on my patio and enjoying the sunshine (but not the wind), I’ve decided to do just that.
One good aspect of my new apartment, the porch is covered. The balcony of my previous apartment was open-air so I would certainly not have been sitting out on the patio with pieces of tree falling on my head writing in my bloggy. Here, the wind is whipping my hair but no debris is falling and the sun is not beating down on me. I can enjoy it’s warmth without actually getting burned by it. Bubbles, my ever faithful pet bunny, is also enjoying some freedom on the patio, sniffing and tickling my toes occasionally when I least expect it. Currently, he has his nose glued to the ground, sniffing away at who knows what. Oops, he’s decided it’s time for a nap. What a great idea! The pool looks inviting but I think I’ll abstain for now due to the wind and the fact that I haven’t shaved my legs for a couple of days. Don’t want to scare off my new neighbors.
And sooooo . . . what to write about on such a beautiful day with such peaceful surroundings. Maybe I’ll just share some photos.
I’m moving! Blech! At best, even when a person or family is excited for the adventure of a new home maybe in a new city, the moving process is not fun. At worst, moving is misery. Right now, I am feeling miserable, and since misery loves company, I am sharing my feelings with the world. Not that I’m whining or anything, but I have moved about a zillion times in my adult life, and not that I’m counting or anything but five of those times have occurred during the past 7 years. When I relocated to my current apartment, I knew it would be temporary—moved to a larger place so my son could hang with me until he finished school or found a place or found himself or whatever—but I didn’t realize how difficult it would be for me to give up this larger apartment and how unenthusiastic I would be about packing to downsize just a year and a half later. I have known I would be moving for 6 months now and have only managed to force myself to pack four boxes. Sigh!
Usually when I move, I am very OCD and organized. When I relocated to Arizona from Colorado I typed labels stating the exact contents of each box and neatly taped them to each side including the top of each box. Everyone made fun of me, but my transition, especially since it included a short stint in storage was much easier for the extra effort. If I needed something out of storage, I knew exactly where to look—the boxes were stacked from back to front according to which I would be least likely to need before I moved into my new place. I was excited about and prepared for that move, but look at me now. Just seven years later, here I am throwing stuff from any room into boxes together without labeling one of them. Ugh! I can’t bring myself to care enough to do any better. I’ll get there one way or another, right. And, at the rate I move, I’ll have at least another year or two to get organized before I have to pack again.
So…I started this blog post with the intention of informing that I will be absent from blogging for most of this month and part of next due to the move, but I dunno. It’s possible that you will see me now more than ever as I will be looking for any avenue to avoid this drudgery. Anybody out there want to help?
Recently, I received a bonus at work, yaaaay, and having been disappointed that most of my meager income tax return had been delegated to bills, ugh, I planned to treat myself with at least part of this check. Before that precious piece of paper was even in my hands, half was set aside for a bill and the other half was set aside for a brand new shiny bicycle. I wasn’t yet sure if I wanted a stationery bike or one that could roam the hills and dales, but I knew I needed exercise in a bad way and since cycling is something I enjoy, I decided it would be the most painless way to tend to a painful task, weight loss. You see, my doctor has decided that I’m among the gazillions of Americans who are stuffing too many carbs in their mouths while getting too little exercise. What? Does chocolate have carbs?
For days prior to the big event, I scoured the Internet for information on various types of bikes. Being a bicycle shop snob with a Wal-Mart budget, I checked out the discount stores but hoped to find an affordable option at a bicycle shop or an affordable stationery bike from the website of my employer. I wanted to be prepared to spend my check immediately. No dillydallying around for me. I anticipated having my fanny on the seat of a bicycle (or at least having an order placed) within a few hours of that check hitting my bank account. Not that I’m impatient or anything 
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When the big day finally arrived, not only did I receive a check but I was also given a new middle name (a story for another time) and who could ask for more, right? I held my envelope and savored it for several minutes before I excitedly tore into it and quickly became sick to my stomach. Aghast, I realized that I had grossly underestimated the handfuls of dough that the IRS and the Arizona Department of Revenue would grub from my bonus. A gift, a well-intentioned and well-deserved gift, yet the IRS believes that it has the right to 25 percent of it, not to forget the nearly broke state of Arizona that hungrily ate up about 12 percent.
Alas, disheartened but not broken (and still grateful for what I had been given), I visited the first bike shop. Upon learning that the least expensive bicycle in the store was a hundred dollars more than my new budget allowed, I wandered on over to my local Wal-Mart and settled on a reasonably priced Comfort Bike, the kind with the oversized fluffy seat, big tires and lots of shock absorbers to cushion my aching, aging joints from the inevitable blows of the trail. Part of me is still a bike shop snob and is certain that all of the other bike shop snobs out there will be quietly making fun of me and my shiny new cruiser, but most of me is just grateful to have a bike to ride and plans to enjoy every minute of it. Not only that, but, after my first two times out, I am “comforted” to learn that no matter what type of bicycle or stationery bike you get, how much you spend, or where you purchase it, in the end, your butt is still gonna be sore when you ride it for the first time. 
Who woulda thunk it. Verizon Wireless, “The” Verizon Wireless, and a wireless provider in Malaysia called DiGi are having a quiet, polite, second-hand blame war over which carrier is responsible for approximately half of the text messages I send from the United States via Verizon not reaching the mobile device of my beloved friend in Malaysia, a Digi customer. I personally do not care which company is responsible, but I’m tired of throwing to the wind 25 cents each for messages that do not reach their destination.
Rather than being dazed and amazed that any text messages arrive to someone halfway across the world, in this technological age, we just expect that all communication should not only go through, but go through quickly, clearly and accurately. And, I must add, for the most part or the 3/4 part, it does. All of his texts reach me but only about half of mine reach him.
Both my friend and I have contacted DiGi and Verizon, respectively, and spelled out our concerns. Both companies claim to have researched the problem with their tech departments and found no difficulties on their ends. One Verizon rep told me that if the screen says “sent” without an error message, Verizon has done its part and the rest is up to the forces of nature and the technology of the other wireless company. Okay, yeah, I embellished a little on that statement, but I did sense a bit of arrogance on the part of the first (not the second, who was very helpful and pleasant) Verizon rep I spoke to who finally said to me, “I mean, come on, it’s Verizon!” as if Verizon’s pooh is incapable of stinking.
DiGi, the ball is in your court. Verizon—2, Digi—1. It’s your turn to make that phone call, Philip.
It’s been many years since I have been anything but cynical about Valentine’s Day. I have to admit that I have been one of those that has, even though I work in retail, criticized it as a holiday created by and for retailers to soak us with guilt if we don’t line their pockets by purchasing diamonds and chocolates and roses for our loved ones on Valentine’s Day. This year, however, I am of a different mindset–feeling all gushy and sappy and romantic—and I have received a priceless gift that came straight from the heart. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I am. The tune, Dream a Little Dream of Me! (for the lyrics visit Philip’s blog) Notice that my loved one even dressed in Valentine colors for the occasion. Awww! Thanks, Philip! xoxo
Received the link to this YouTube video in my e-mail today and found it interesting and informative. Always good to know more ways to possibly save a life, and this beats traditional CPR which is more complicated and requires mouth-to-mouth contact. Only drawback I see, one would have to be fairly strong and in good shape to continue chest compressions at this rate.
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Well folks, it’s because of snow. I love snow, but snow that overstays its welcome is irritating and unsightly. It must go! And so . . . with the snow when it was pitched went my bloggy theme because it refused to let go no matter how hard I tried to pry its spiny fingers from those last few flakes. WordPress themes can be fickle and even more so are the plug-ins we add to dress them up or add function. Sometimes you can outsmart them at their own game, but other times ya just gotta give in, accept defeat, and try something new. Fortunately for me, HeatMap just recently released Version 2.5.1. It happens to be blue, and I’m OK with that.
Many will call me trivial, but my initial disappointment with Windows 7 occurred when I discovered that it uses Themes rather than a single desktop wallpaper. I had just discovered lots of fab new wallpaper via Vladstudio and InterfaceLIFT and was excited to give my favorites each a turn at presenting themselves on my desktop but could not do so because I didn’t understand the Theme Pack workings. I allowed this annoyance to slip past me for approximately a month until a friend introduced me to The Windows Club, a site loaded with insider info on Windows 7, a site that I will now visit frequently to keep myself in the know. I don’t like being clueless, and I still have much to learn about Windows 7. In fact, I can’t even answer the Poll Daddy Poll on The Windows Club site because it does not give the option, “Yes, I have upgraded to Windows 7, but I am still kinda clueless.”
Anyways. . . . A quick search of The Windows Club yielded, voilá, a tutorial for creating one’s own Theme Pack. Excited as I was with this information, I decided it was only fair to share my success here for the benefit of any out there who may be searching for a solution to the Theme Pack mystery. Because I found the tutorial slightly confusing (duh, maybe it was just me) I’m going to provide the link to the tutorial here as well as my own interpretation of the instructions. Using one or the other or a combination of the two, I am confident that you also will be able to create your own .themepack files to use and share. For those of you out there who are scratching your head and wondering what a Theme Pack is I provide the following definition gleaned from The Windows Club. A Theme Pack consists of four items: 1) Wallpaper with or without slideshows; 2) Window color; 3) Sounds; and 4) A screensaver (or not). Don’t ask me how it works, ‘cause I’ve no clue!
How to create a Windows 7 Theme Pack: (my overly simplified version for those who need it)
- Create a folder in the Pictures Library. Give it the name that you would like to call your Theme Pack.
- Add the wallpaper(s) that you would like to be a part of your Theme Pack to the new folder.
- Right click on the Desktop and choose Personalize: Desktop > Personalize
- First, apply the default Windows 7 Theme. Then select (click on) Desktop Background (located bottom left).
- At top right of new screen, choose Browse to select the folder which includes your desired wallpapers (make sure all are selected or checked).
- In the same screen choose from bottom the Picture Position, Timing to Change the pictures, and whether or not you want them to shuffle. Now choose Save Changes.
- Next select and edit one at a time the other choices at the bottom of the screen: Window Color, Sounds, and Screen Saver. (If so desired.)
- When you are done, click on Save Theme, give the theme a name (easiest if you name it the same as the folder), and voilá, you have your own Theme Pack.
- If you want to share your Theme Pack with a friend, highlight the theme (left click on it) and then right click on it and choose Save Theme for Sharing. Your friend can easily install this Theme Pack by just double clicking on it.
And that’s it folks. Pretty easy, huh! If you wish to follow the directions from The Windows Club, click here.
