Earth Hour

I turned off my lights last night, did you?

I Hate Computers

My computer has been having problems for 2-3 weeks now. Andrew revived it once, he walked me through resusitating it last week when he was out of town, then last night I tried to do it by myself. I don't know what I did different, but it erased EVERYTHING. When it first started having problems I backed up all my pictures, but I kept putting off backing up all my other stuff, mostly word files that really weren't life of death matters. Well with everything being erased, I was frustrated, but I had all my pictures, then I remembered...my genealogy wasn't backed up....I just wanted to cry. I have the cd to reinstall the program, and I can get some of it from my dad, but I had done a lot of work on different family lines, and had stories and info in the notes section, and it's all gone, I just want to puke.
I'm this close to throwing it out the window, it just popped up another warning that it's crashing again. I think I need a new computer...

RIP

Vigin Mary Blue

You know the colour I'm talking about. I was thinking about this last week, as I drive by a number of homes who have Mary Statues in their yards. No matter where you travel in the world, all Mary's are the same blue. I wondered how they match the colours so well internationally, when I have troubles matching colours right here at Lowe's. Which led me to the conclusion that the Vatican has a paint warehouse.

Grapes vs. Cabbage

As most of you know, before moving to NY I lived in MI. In the fall one of my favourite things to do would be to drive home from St.Joe/B.H. with my windows down and breath the grape scented air. There were days it was so strong that one didn't even need to roll down the windows. You could see the grapes hanging off the vines, ready to be picked. Fresh vine ripened grapes has got to be one on the best late summer/early fall smells. There are lots of vineyards around here, but I have never smelled grapes like that since. My theory is that the grapes in NY are for wine and the grapes in MI were for juice.

Now I live near a cabbage farm, NY State is the second largest cabbage producer in the country. Cabbage is much hardier than grapes and can be in cold storage throughout the winter, making it a staple winter vegetable. As cabbage ages, it's smell gets stronger, as I found out the other morning. I was maybe 1/2 a mile from the cabbage farm and I start smelling this hideous smell, not quite unlike someone passing gas. I was by myself in the truck, and wasn't feeling bloated, so started looking around for the source of the smell. As I passed the farm I saw that they were removing the outer layers of the cabbage with their machine inside the warehouse, all the bruised leaves are removed and shot outside on a conveyor belt and into the back of a truck. Hence the smell from 1/2 a mile away.

I miss the smell of the grape juice vineyards, and they sure beat the smell of bruised cabbage leaf juice.