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You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life - Albert Camus

Sunday, December 28, 2008

My iPod and Me…

12/28/2008

The Nancy got me an iPod for Christmas.  I think she hates me.

Today, I took it to my office and “played” around with it for a couple of hours.  The iPod came without any usable, relative instructions, and just try to access the Tutorials on Apple’s website - I don’t think the bright boys at Apple know how to do this crap.  It just about drove me F’ing crazy.  I could learn to hate all things electronic, and I just know the iPod hates me.

I did find out eventually how to upload or download a CD, whichever the hell it is, after only a few hours.  I think I have it down pat, but I am afraid to go to bed because I may forget how to do it.  Now I will have to stay up tonight and load (I threw out the “up” and the “down” to make it easier) all my favorite CDs, all four of them.

I think I need a twelve-year old.

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
Friday, December 26, 2008

Observation - Christmas 2008

12/26/2008

The Nancy and I survived the day.  At 10pm we drug ourselves to bed having consumed too much food, too much drink and perhaps a slight overdose of kids on a Christmas high.

Christmas 2008 I joined the iPod generation, complete with an iPod docking station.  Dude, I am in tunes!  I can now sit on an airplane and tune out – no pun intended.  I can be in a crowded room in with my ears stuffed with little speakers and completely ignore what is happening around me.  I can listen to Rap and Bach and Willie.  The world can collapse around me and I won’t care because I can be in the Zone.  I am way too cool.  I am a techno-giant, or at least I will be as soon as I figure out how to get music on this gizmo.

We had a wonderful Christmas meal with lots of family surrounding us – The Nancy’s family, past and present.  We sat around a table in the kitchen and talked of good times of Christmases past and Christmases long past.  We talked of people there and some who were not there.  We spoke of those no longer with us and some of those yet to come.  And there was lots of laughter and loads of love.  And there were children there, excited and happy, and boisterous and loud, and they laughed and made me smile.

On the TV over my shoulder “The Bridges of Madison County” was showing.  I so enjoyed the book back in 1992 that I couldn’t help but turn to it every so often.  After the company left I moved into the family room to watch the end of the movie and got a tad emotional as I watched the photographer drive off leaving his reluctant, tearful lover behind. 

As we wound down from the day’s activities The Nancy and Jackie moved back to the kitchen table for a rousing game of Uno with the three boys.  There was laughter and joy for one game.  Then the length of the day kicked in and exhaustion became evident as the boys began to quarrel and the adults had to jump into the parental mode.  It was nearly 10pm and everyone was just about worn out.  It was at that point I announced I had had enough of Christmas 2008 and called it a day.  And I thought as I drifted in to a deep sleep, oh what a day it was!  My 65th Christmas was indeed the best Christmas ever.

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
Thursday, December 25, 2008

My 65th Christmas - December 25, 2008

12/25/2008

Time: 11:22 AM

Here we are at Jackie’s and Ken’s.  The Nancy and I were awakened by the boys running through the house at just about 5 am.  Loved it! 

The Nancy and I groggily tore ourselves from beneath the covers, stopped by the bathroom (one at a time), and hurriedly dressed ourselves somewhat for the reason we came.

As I passed by Jessica’s room on my way from the bathroom I noticed her with cell phone in hand sending a text message to one of her friends.  I got a kick out of that, mainly because I have never done it, nor do I ever care to do it.  But for our grandchildren it is a way of life, a sign of the times.

By the time we got downstairs to the family room the four kids has secured their places on the couch waiting to begin the gift opening process.  I should add eagerly to that.

Their mother made them wait for the grandparents to sit down and it was driving the kids crazy, especially since The Nancy and I needed coffee first and they wanted to get started.  As soon as we were situated the melee began. 

Wrapping paper was flying every where.  These kids get so much and have so much, there is little thrill in opening gifts.  I remember when I was a kid we took turns opening presents.  My brothers and sisters wanted to make Christmas morning last as long as we could, and we didn’t get but a few presents to open.  These guys opened present after present and hardly looked at what they got before extending their hands for another.

Gifts for kids these days hover around the technical side – lots of electronics like cell phones, iPods, laptops and stuff like that.  No bikes, no clothing or at least very little of it, no footballs, just more up to date gadgets, new and improved.  In a way it was sad, and in another way I loved watching them.  These are special kids and I love them to pieces.

I am a very lucky man.  I have an awesome family, and this is the best Christmas, ever!

And that is all I have to say about that… 

 
Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve 2008…

12/24/2008

What a great day this is going to be.  I am as excited as if I were a four-year old.  In just a couple of hours The Nancy and I are off to Bridgeport, WV to spend Christmas with daughter Jackie, her husband Ken and the four munchkins…though they are not so small any longer.  Needless to say, this is going to be the best Christmas ever, because I declare it so.

Merry Christmas to each of you, and thanks from the bottom of my heart for being a part of my life.

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
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