Bill Gates

I think I hate Bill Gates. No, actually I do hate Bill Gates. Why, oh why can't he and his teams of super brains give us an operating system that actually works ? One that doesn't need zillionz of updates, one that will not curl up and die if my scanner software isn't made by them?

I have spent the past week trying to recover from the last windowz update. It killed my scanner and when I innocently reinstalled my scanner software, Win Xp spitefully went into a loop, constantly restarting. I couldn't even get into safe mode. I couldn't repair windows, I couldn't even reinstall windows.

Finally I found an old win98 startup floppy and with that managed to get access to the hard drive.

I renamed the windows directory so I wouldn't lose everything in it, renamed the documents and settings folder and the downloads folder. Fortunately I had partioned the drive when I got this new drive so all the important photos etc were on a separate partition from the windows mess.

Then I could reinstall windows. Whew. It took an awful amount of sweat to get the registry merged and most of my software working.

It has taken this past weekend to pursuade netscape to work and use my profiles.

Why do software developers make it so hard to recover from something like this? They are so worried that someone might misuse their crappy stuff that they make it impossible to use it all sometimes.

Well, I am off to Office Max to buy Norton's Ghost. It supposedly makes things like this easier to recover from altho I have no confidence that it will work in a common sense manner. Nothing else does.

Memories

I was just thinking about something I 'said' to Truth. (what a wonderful name for you) :)

My grandmother has been gone for so long and I miss her. She was a strong complicated woman and I adored her as a child. She was my sanctuary and I would beg to stay with her. I think it upset my mother that I did this but I couldn't help it. I wanted to be with my grandmother like I wanted food. It was something I needed that much.

She talked to me about everything. She told me stories about my grandfather, who died before I was born. He was older and somewhat stern but you could hear how much she loved him. She taught me how to crochet. I spent one summer crocheting the longest chain in the world! And she took me places with her, shopping and visiting family. I know my mother was with us at least some times but my grandmother is the one I remember being there.

I dream about her, things from my childhood and I wonder if these lovely dreams are another gift from her. I think so.

Very Interesting

This n That

Nothing is going on here. I am doing laundry, again. The dogs are piled up under my desk sleeping. My hubby is working over and I have read all my new books. There is nothing on tv this week.

The kids are not doing anything interesting. Well, D is cocooning at home with Zachary, but she says she isn't doing much of anything but breastfeeding and sleeping when the baby does. New parents, all wrapped up in baby stuff and happy as can be.

So here I am sharing my nothing week with you.

Oops, I forgot, something interesting is happening this week. The new Harry Potter movie is out on DVD today. Okay!

I am off to the store.

Babies and books

We are happily obsessed with our new grandchild. We think he is a beautiful baby, of course. My daughter had a c-section after hours of labor, poor kid. I am trying not to be grandma at the door every day, harder still is to tell the grandfather that no, we can't go every day to hold the little one. I have posted pictures on webshots, now if I could figure out how to post one here.

I have been reading, just finished 2 Terry Pratchett books, one Nevada Barr and I am waiting for another Lindsey Davis book to arrive by slow mail from China apparently. Terry Pratchett is hilarious no matter what he is writing about.

My DH took two weeks vacation and altho we didn't go anywhere, we had fun together. He did little projects around the house and helped me with some of my projects. We went out to eat and held hands across the table and felt very carefree and happy. We have been married 27 years and I still enjoy his smile across the table from me.