Thursday, February 17, 2005

The California Journey

The boxes and containers have been packed for over a month now. I found out about January 12th that I had a job in California and I have been wanting to get there every since. The time has been going so slow. But now, in two days, I will embark on that journey, and the time has been flying by. This past week has gone so fast and now I am not ready to go. I mean I am, but I don't want to leave behind BF and Jenna.

I of course wanted to pack my vehicle about a month ago, but BF put a stop to that. Now I have to pack it tomorrow and I am not even sure if I am ready to pack it. I feel like I am not taking enough where as a week ago I thought I was taking too much and downsizing. I have sorted through my clothes a zillion times. Hell, in the PS you wear a uniform, come home, and put on the same clothes you had on yesterday. I always have too much clothes, but this time I think I am not taking enough.

I keep telling BF that I am having anxiety separation. And yes, I typed that exactly how I am feeling. My mind is swarming with a zillion things and nothing is going in the right direction. But it is a journey I must attend to and I am going to do it with full force.

As to my blogging community, don't you think I have left you as I might be computer/internet-less for a short time. Blog On.

Jenna has a few words to say as well.

Monday, February 07, 2005

My Friday Hike

Jenna and I went hiking on Friday. The place was somewhere we had never been and some place that I don't ever feel like I need to go again. The hike was straight uphill. Yea, I realize (thanks) that it was also straight downhill when we came back down, but it was hard going.
We pulled into the parking lot to see a bunch of jeeps parked there with the owners milling about. I had the hope that they were just parked there to go some place else to destroy the desert. I slapped the leash on Jenna and we headed away from the people. When I felt we were far enough away, I unhooked the leash and let her run. She is always about 20 yards ahead of me running from one side to the other. She probably walks, runs, explores about 5-10 more miles that we actually walk.
As I said we walked up slope during the first part of the hike. I would walk a while and then rest. Jenna would stop and look back wondering if I was going to collapse or actually make it. When she realized I was carrying water, she would run back to me every once in a while to drink out of my camelbak. The sun was shining warm and the ravens were out playing in the wind currents bouncing off the rocks. The day was silent except for that occasional airplane I heard overhead. I couldn't even hear the trucks rambling down the other side of the river. It was just me, the dog, the rocks, and the silence.
Jenna and I did meet Holly and her captors. Jenna and Holly sniffed each other and the humans talked about the beautiful day. Jenna and I reached the top and I attempted to have her hold still long enough to get a good photo of her and the town, but only was able to capture this one...anytown. As you can tell the dog isn't in the photograph. We hung out at the top for a while before heading downhill.
We rounded the corner where the shadow is in the above photo and had our silence shattered. Jenna got pissed because she was leashed up. I was irritated because I don't understand the sport I guess, but more because I like the peace and quietness. I like to hike where I am one with the Earth and nature.
I call them the desertdestroyers. Our town attracts 1000s of these during the jeep rally. All I could hear was the revving of engines. The sound bouncing off the rocks. Nothing close to the sounds the ravens make. Then I hear the tires squealing across the rocks. I hear the leader coaching the others through the lips and tight squeezes. I knew I would encounter them because when I was about 100 yards up the trail I noticed them coming up. I went up and back before they probably reached 200 yards. How boring is that? Plus, I think you miss so much. They wouldn't hear the raven talking to them. They probably wouldn't see the lizard scurry from shade to shade crack. They would smell engine smell over the smell of the river. And their hearts wouldn't feel the river flow. almostup
As I believe people are entitled to their opinions, they are entitled to their hobbies. But as they are entitled, I am entitled to bitch as well so that is what I am doing.
But I would much more prefer those two photos above to what they are seeing. Just what my heart beckons for. What does your heart sing for?
Jenna had a story of her hike as well.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Men and Manuals

Women, help me out your male counterparts ever seem to read the manuals that come with the products they purchase? Or have they or will they ever ask for directions?

Men, help me out here...WHY NOT? Can you explain to me why it is so difficult to read the manual in order to know how to use the machinery or likes properly?

My BF bought a digital camera last summer. And it is a nice camera that can do a zillion and one things, but he wouldn't know that from looking at it. He read enough of the manual to turn it on and take a photograph. He doesn't know half the things that camera can do. I was the one who loaded the program onto the computer and the one who downloaded the photographs to the computer the first time. And it was simple to do after I read the directions in doing so. Just the other day I downloaded some more photographs and noticed he had downloaded them already. Of course the same photographs were downloaded 3 times to the same folder. Um, direction reading would have probably solved that problem.

Sometime last year, he bought a MP3 Player. Of course the music didn't already come on it and so I read the directions and very easily downloaded music for him. In order for him to learn how to do it, he just had me show him how. And to think he wants an IPod for his birthday.

Last year, I purchased a DVD player. I informed him he was not allowed to use it until he read the manual. He said he would just have his son do it for him. He claims he read the directions, but I think it was just the part on opening the door to put the dvd in because it starts on its own after that.

I believe reading manuals will help with the frustration down the road. But no, you men just don't do it. And I am not just picking on my BF. There are many more out there.

The other night I was getting my ass whooped (no, sickos not like that) in chess by
Jack, plus chatting with my nephew Idol and my friend Robert.

Robert had just purchased an IPod and told me he was downloading all his cds on there. I informed him I thought that took up a lot of space and he might want to download MP3s or covert his cds to MP3s. He asked me how. I said do you have Easy CD Creator and he said yes. I said use that program. He said but how. I said I don't know. Did you read the manual? NO.

I typed to
Jack and asked why don't men read manuals. He couldn't answer it outright. I think it is part of the man code that he can't discuss.

Like I said I was also talking to my nephew. He was wanting to send me a photo through the email, but didn't know how to attach the file. I attempted to walk him through it for a while, but he has an Apple and I Windows so I had no idea what I was doing on his end. He finally said screw it. And I then asked when he purchased the computer did he read the manual that came along with it? No. Well, actually he put in some other words, but No was the common answer.

So, men can you explain to me why you don't read the manuals when you purchase new electronics or such? Or women, can you explain to me why most of us read manuals when we purchase our males new electronics?