Pretty

The angle of the sun and the dancing of my willow tree's branches have combined to give me a rainbow kaleidoscope across the corner of my desk and onto my shoulder. The violet is (oddly) more pronounced than the other color.

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My new car stereo system has a 146 page operator's manual. Sounds thick? It's not - because it's on a CD. Yeah, I have to go into my house, load up the CD, find the pertinent page, print it, and then return to the car. Because it is configured as a .pdf file that doesn't allow any tampering OR copying to a memory stick or something that would fit a notepad/notebook. (Not that I have either, I'm just saying.) So I have spent part of my morning printing out all of the pages I think I'm going to need to use this thing, and trimming all the excess paper from each page. Why am I trimming? Did I mention that it doesn't allow any tampering to the .pdf? Yup - specifically configured to one, count it, one, printing selection, which my printer interpretes as 'middle of the page'. It should have come out pamphlet-printed, but there's no way I can get it to do that.

Thank goodness for scissors and Diet Pepsi in the morning. I comfort myself that because of the printing hooey, I'm getting a larger-printed instruction book than I would have, which will make it easier to read in uncertain light. And I don't have to print out the pages that have nothing to do with my particular model (or how I choose to use it - I'm skipping 'bluetooth', for example.)

And I can finally switch the clock onto Daylight Savings Time.

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I hab a cod. Earlier today I did not have a cold, but now I do. It was weird - there I was, having gone grocery shopping, had lunch with duchessgrace then explored a yarn store and an embroidery store* with her, made plans for further hanging out tomorrow, came home and made plans for cookie-baking with my youngest and sat down at the computer to get some work done, thinking that I was starting to feel a little odd. The phone rang, a long-distance friend, and as we chatted I started sneezing, sniffling, and feeling my throat balloon up. That fast. In the course of one phone call.

This better be a 'in fast/out fast' flu because I am NOT happy about cancelling all my plans - nor about the idea of cooking Thanksgiving dinner while feeling like a dog has been gnawing on my head. (Is that dog drool? No? Well, then, pass me another kleenex.)

(Yeah, ewwww.... don't blame me, I warned you I was sick!)


*Ordered this: http://www.nordicneedle.com/PROD/I15-00-00/15051.html . Yay! Happy dance! Whoopie!