Saturday, September 25, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Technology, You Stink!
I'm still chugging away on my Master's degree, playing trapeze artist trying to juggle too many flaming torches while riding a bicycle down a tight-rope, and my computer crashed.
Working on an MAT alone is hefty work, especially during my first year teaching, but the task is quite difficult when your hard drive goes down.
I'll be honest- the Master's work didn't worry me too much. Josh has a laptop I can work on. But my pictures? I am lamenting over them. Years of college, traveling, and engagement memories...gone. Why didn't I print all of those pictures when I had the chance?! Can you hear my lamenting?!
Don's computer crashed earlier this spring, and I felt bad, but I didn't really have sympathy. Now I have total understanding of how life-altering the world becomes when a computer dies. And memories die with it.
Okay, enough lamenting. Josh did take my computer in to "The Mac Guy." I do still have a working laptop, but it doesn't have Microsoft Office, iPhoto, or my thousands of pictures documenting life from these last five years. Apparently Mr. Mac Guy couldn't salvage anything from the hard drive.
Isn't it amazing how someone can mourn digital media?
And such is life, and all I have to say is, "Technology, you stink!" But please, don't ever quit working again!
Working on an MAT alone is hefty work, especially during my first year teaching, but the task is quite difficult when your hard drive goes down.
I'll be honest- the Master's work didn't worry me too much. Josh has a laptop I can work on. But my pictures? I am lamenting over them. Years of college, traveling, and engagement memories...gone. Why didn't I print all of those pictures when I had the chance?! Can you hear my lamenting?!
Don's computer crashed earlier this spring, and I felt bad, but I didn't really have sympathy. Now I have total understanding of how life-altering the world becomes when a computer dies. And memories die with it.
Okay, enough lamenting. Josh did take my computer in to "The Mac Guy." I do still have a working laptop, but it doesn't have Microsoft Office, iPhoto, or my thousands of pictures documenting life from these last five years. Apparently Mr. Mac Guy couldn't salvage anything from the hard drive.
Isn't it amazing how someone can mourn digital media?
And such is life, and all I have to say is, "Technology, you stink!" But please, don't ever quit working again!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Following the Leader
Oh, the joys of owning a Miniature Schnauzer.
Lately, Ivan has been so full of energy he wakes up shaking, tearing apart his sleeper pillow before we can let him out of his kennel. The end result? Ivan's pillow is very thin, and when he has successfully killed it, he will no longer have cushion to sleep on.
Today was church day, so Ivan was left to entertain himself most of the day while Josh and I readied things for service.
Here is living proof that we are sharing our house with a hyperactive dog; a very entertaining dog at that!
Lately, Ivan has been so full of energy he wakes up shaking, tearing apart his sleeper pillow before we can let him out of his kennel. The end result? Ivan's pillow is very thin, and when he has successfully killed it, he will no longer have cushion to sleep on.
Today was church day, so Ivan was left to entertain himself most of the day while Josh and I readied things for service.
Here is living proof that we are sharing our house with a hyperactive dog; a very entertaining dog at that!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Full Speed Ahead
Labor Day Weekend was a jam-packed, eventful three days, which ran right into yet another week of teaching.
On the last flight before landing in Ohio, I got to practice my CPR and First Aid certification. Just as I was boarding, an 85-year-old man fell, and I watched as nearly 30 people walked by him as he was sprawled out on the floor. Passengers made their way onto the airplane, offering looks of sympathy. I stopped and offered my assistance. The EMTs arrived thirty minutes later, and I walked onto the plane, covered in blood and ready to vomit. The poor man gashed his face pretty bad, and broke his nose. His eye had some trauma, and at the exact moment I realized the eye was bleeding, so did the man's wife, who started screaming, "It's his eye! It's his eye! It's his eye!" I remember yelling, "Get her out of here," and then she was gone, sobbing on down the platform. I'm fairly certain the man, Mike, had a stroke, which caused him to fall. He and his wife were on their way to their son's wedding, which I would guess they missed. It broke my heart.
But Lane Evan Miller is perfect. His mommy and daddy are finally home with him, and are enjoying their own space and privacy as a family of three.
I got home from Ohio late Monday night, and jumped right back into a week of school. Josh and I spent today on a date, picking berries with plans of making jam. We were very successful in our endeavors. We found thousands of blackberries, red, yellow, and purple plumbs, and apples. We thought we picked cherries, but once we washed them at home, we realized they were red plumbs. About the only negative point of the day was while attempting to pick yellow plumbs. We climbed over the guardrail on the grade, and it was nearly a 30 degree angle or so. I slipped, and ripped the crotch out of my jeans. Oh, well, I suppose. At least we got the plumbs!
What a marvelous adventure today! Hopefully the jam turns out---it could be interesting.
Here's another Idaho sunset. Just wanted to share!
On the last flight before landing in Ohio, I got to practice my CPR and First Aid certification. Just as I was boarding, an 85-year-old man fell, and I watched as nearly 30 people walked by him as he was sprawled out on the floor. Passengers made their way onto the airplane, offering looks of sympathy. I stopped and offered my assistance. The EMTs arrived thirty minutes later, and I walked onto the plane, covered in blood and ready to vomit. The poor man gashed his face pretty bad, and broke his nose. His eye had some trauma, and at the exact moment I realized the eye was bleeding, so did the man's wife, who started screaming, "It's his eye! It's his eye! It's his eye!" I remember yelling, "Get her out of here," and then she was gone, sobbing on down the platform. I'm fairly certain the man, Mike, had a stroke, which caused him to fall. He and his wife were on their way to their son's wedding, which I would guess they missed. It broke my heart.
But Lane Evan Miller is perfect. His mommy and daddy are finally home with him, and are enjoying their own space and privacy as a family of three.
I got home from Ohio late Monday night, and jumped right back into a week of school. Josh and I spent today on a date, picking berries with plans of making jam. We were very successful in our endeavors. We found thousands of blackberries, red, yellow, and purple plumbs, and apples. We thought we picked cherries, but once we washed them at home, we realized they were red plumbs. About the only negative point of the day was while attempting to pick yellow plumbs. We climbed over the guardrail on the grade, and it was nearly a 30 degree angle or so. I slipped, and ripped the crotch out of my jeans. Oh, well, I suppose. At least we got the plumbs!
What a marvelous adventure today! Hopefully the jam turns out---it could be interesting.
Here's another Idaho sunset. Just wanted to share!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Weekend of Labor
This time last year, Josh and I were rushing to Springfield for the arrival of the cutest nephew around, Martin Alfred. He was a month early, most definitely an unexpected arrival, but perfect in every way.
This year for the weekend of labor, I'm visiting another baby, Lane Evan. My best friend from high school, Carrie, and her husband Lyn, have a 4 pound addition to their family. Lane was just a week early, but had complications the doctor didn't catch, so he's spending his first few weeks at the Infant Hilton in Ohio. I'll catch a flight in just six hours, and head to the Buckeye state for the weekend to celebrate the arrival of the smallest Miller name sake.
Carrie and Lyn were married in November of 2008, and I was privileged to be Carrie's maid of honor. Then, in May of 2009, Carrie stood up with me for the Lesslie-Blain wedding extravaganza. I cherish the friendship we started as 14-year-olds in freshman speech class more than I can say.
November 14, 2008
May 23, 2009
To celebrate the long weekend, Josh is out camping with Eternal Hope Wesleyan Church members and Weippe Wesleyan church members, which is making my life a bit emotional. Who knew I could miss that man so much? He's only been gone for one day, and I'm a mess! The worst part is that we can't talk to each other, because there is no cell service in most of Idaho, especially the camping areas. We haven't gone a day without talking to each other since 2008...and I'm not handling it as gracefully as I anticipated. Maybe I'm not quite as independent as I once thought!
And one more sliver of information for the Labor Day Weekend...
Blake and Tina are expecting in late April!!! And just like when I heard the news of Martin, I screamed, laughed a little, and then burst into tears. I love being an aunt, and apparently cry every time a baby is added to that magnificent title.
This year for the weekend of labor, I'm visiting another baby, Lane Evan. My best friend from high school, Carrie, and her husband Lyn, have a 4 pound addition to their family. Lane was just a week early, but had complications the doctor didn't catch, so he's spending his first few weeks at the Infant Hilton in Ohio. I'll catch a flight in just six hours, and head to the Buckeye state for the weekend to celebrate the arrival of the smallest Miller name sake.
Carrie and Lyn were married in November of 2008, and I was privileged to be Carrie's maid of honor. Then, in May of 2009, Carrie stood up with me for the Lesslie-Blain wedding extravaganza. I cherish the friendship we started as 14-year-olds in freshman speech class more than I can say.
November 14, 2008
May 23, 2009
To celebrate the long weekend, Josh is out camping with Eternal Hope Wesleyan Church members and Weippe Wesleyan church members, which is making my life a bit emotional. Who knew I could miss that man so much? He's only been gone for one day, and I'm a mess! The worst part is that we can't talk to each other, because there is no cell service in most of Idaho, especially the camping areas. We haven't gone a day without talking to each other since 2008...and I'm not handling it as gracefully as I anticipated. Maybe I'm not quite as independent as I once thought!
And one more sliver of information for the Labor Day Weekend...
Blake and Tina are expecting in late April!!! And just like when I heard the news of Martin, I screamed, laughed a little, and then burst into tears. I love being an aunt, and apparently cry every time a baby is added to that magnificent title.
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