Always take the time to stare at your tree with the lights off.
A brightly lit tree is a symbolic, philosophical thing. Standing in the corner of a room, quiet, beautiful, wanting nothing more than to be admired.
But the true wisdom is in a dark Christmas tree. For it is only when gazing upon a dark tree, do you see exactly how uneven your ornaments are.
Peace!
Musings and other random thoughts, many of which will come at odd hours of the morning.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
I'm a Mac. . . ?
I got a Mac for my birthday. (I love you, Bill!) And I love it very very much. At the same time, I often feel like I am too stupid to operate it.
I miss the "Home" and "End" keys. I miss having both a "Backspace" and a "Delete" key. The Control Key is really the Function Key, while the Command Key is really the Control Key, and both are in the wrong places! I can't figure out how to crop a photo or edit a video. I have a hard time moving video projects back and forth between home and work. (Seriously, Apple, you open every Microsoft formatted document out there, but you won't open a .wmv or .wma? Come on!)
But I L-O-V-E LOVE the fact that it has not slowed down, frozen, or crashed on me at all. I love how pretty it is. (Yes, I'm still a girl.) I love that everything in our house, from our computers to our iTunes to our TV to our printer to our phones works seamlessly. I love how much freaking FASTER it is because it doesn't load 20 programs into the system tray.
Yep. I think I am a Mac.
I miss the "Home" and "End" keys. I miss having both a "Backspace" and a "Delete" key. The Control Key is really the Function Key, while the Command Key is really the Control Key, and both are in the wrong places! I can't figure out how to crop a photo or edit a video. I have a hard time moving video projects back and forth between home and work. (Seriously, Apple, you open every Microsoft formatted document out there, but you won't open a .wmv or .wma? Come on!)
But I L-O-V-E LOVE the fact that it has not slowed down, frozen, or crashed on me at all. I love how pretty it is. (Yes, I'm still a girl.) I love that everything in our house, from our computers to our iTunes to our TV to our printer to our phones works seamlessly. I love how much freaking FASTER it is because it doesn't load 20 programs into the system tray.
Yep. I think I am a Mac.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Bloggers Anonymous. . .
Hello. My name is Leslie. And I have too many blogs.
And how do I deal with it? I start another one!
I have begun another blog that will document my weight loss journey that I began, once again and hopefully for all, last week. Although I am going to give you the link in this post, and anyone is welcome to read it, the new blog will not feed directly into Facebook the way this one does.
I will still maintain this one as my outlet for venting and for attempting to amuse people with silly anecdotes from my life. But I feel my fitness/nutrition/weight loss blog will be much more personal than my typical blog posts, and should only be read by people who want to, and not clogging up space on people's Facebook Newsfeed.
So here you go. I invite anyone who wants to walk this journey with me to follow along, whether it is from the sidelines as an encourager, or in the trenches with me. Feel free to bookmark the site, read and comment.
My new blog will be found at: http://frenchfryloveaffair.blogspot.com/
Peace,
Leslie
And how do I deal with it? I start another one!
I have begun another blog that will document my weight loss journey that I began, once again and hopefully for all, last week. Although I am going to give you the link in this post, and anyone is welcome to read it, the new blog will not feed directly into Facebook the way this one does.
I will still maintain this one as my outlet for venting and for attempting to amuse people with silly anecdotes from my life. But I feel my fitness/nutrition/weight loss blog will be much more personal than my typical blog posts, and should only be read by people who want to, and not clogging up space on people's Facebook Newsfeed.
So here you go. I invite anyone who wants to walk this journey with me to follow along, whether it is from the sidelines as an encourager, or in the trenches with me. Feel free to bookmark the site, read and comment.
My new blog will be found at: http://frenchfryloveaffair.blogspot.com/
Peace,
Leslie
Monday, November 9, 2009
Randomness. . .
So, I haven't written in awhile. No excuse, other than that I haven't really had anything interesting to write about. I still don't, but at the request of my loyal reader, here is some of the nothingness going on in my life. :)
I just completed assembling my first slow cooker recipe other than throwing a hunk of brisket in, dumping in a can of coke and turning it on. (I always over cook them. Why is that?) Of course, we won't be eating the concoction tonight. The book I bought of slow cooker recipes does not publish a total cooking time on the page. So I learned today that we must not stop when it says "cook on low for 2 1/2 hours," but we must continue reading, and look for phrases such as, "then add the ground beef and cook for two more hours." Then the basic math comes in, etc., etc.
So the meal, which I thought would be ready around 7, is not going to be ready until 9. No way I am waiting that late to eat, so it will be cereal tonight and an update on how the meal turned out tomorrow night. :) (Plus, I will disclose the recipe if it was any good.)
I joined Weight Watchers again today. Not just the online version, either. I'm going the whole way this time, baby. Because even though online worked the first time, it didn't so much the second time. So here we go. I am quite annoyed with myself that I have to pay money as motivation to not sit around eating Zingers all day, but hey. You do what you've gotta do, right?
And here is a piece of randomness for you. In perusing the Internet earlier today looking for Pilates classes, I found a site where you can become a certified Pilates instructor. I am a big fan of Pilates, though I have yet to find a decent class that doesn't charge a whole bunch of money, so I looked through the information. I've decided that I would like to be an Pilates instructor. The problem is that the closest place I could find that teaches the certification classes is in Dallas. They are weekend classes, so I could do it this summer, but you have to have 20 hours of Mat Pilates classes taken before they will even look at you. And, so, I continue my search for a decent Pilates class in Amarillo. (I don't even know if any class will count or not. I guess if I really want to do this I will find out.)
Quote for the day: "Maturity means knowing you are crazy but being able to hide it."
Peace!
I just completed assembling my first slow cooker recipe other than throwing a hunk of brisket in, dumping in a can of coke and turning it on. (I always over cook them. Why is that?) Of course, we won't be eating the concoction tonight. The book I bought of slow cooker recipes does not publish a total cooking time on the page. So I learned today that we must not stop when it says "cook on low for 2 1/2 hours," but we must continue reading, and look for phrases such as, "then add the ground beef and cook for two more hours." Then the basic math comes in, etc., etc.
So the meal, which I thought would be ready around 7, is not going to be ready until 9. No way I am waiting that late to eat, so it will be cereal tonight and an update on how the meal turned out tomorrow night. :) (Plus, I will disclose the recipe if it was any good.)
I joined Weight Watchers again today. Not just the online version, either. I'm going the whole way this time, baby. Because even though online worked the first time, it didn't so much the second time. So here we go. I am quite annoyed with myself that I have to pay money as motivation to not sit around eating Zingers all day, but hey. You do what you've gotta do, right?
And here is a piece of randomness for you. In perusing the Internet earlier today looking for Pilates classes, I found a site where you can become a certified Pilates instructor. I am a big fan of Pilates, though I have yet to find a decent class that doesn't charge a whole bunch of money, so I looked through the information. I've decided that I would like to be an Pilates instructor. The problem is that the closest place I could find that teaches the certification classes is in Dallas. They are weekend classes, so I could do it this summer, but you have to have 20 hours of Mat Pilates classes taken before they will even look at you. And, so, I continue my search for a decent Pilates class in Amarillo. (I don't even know if any class will count or not. I guess if I really want to do this I will find out.)
Quote for the day: "Maturity means knowing you are crazy but being able to hide it."
Peace!
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