Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Thursday, July 10, 2008

No entrarĂ¡!

Firewalls are supposed to keep other people out of the computer.

However, yesterday our computer updated itself and suddenly the internet was gone! Where did you go internet? What do you mean, page cannot be found? After finding this problem, two electrical engineers (that's me and the husband) tried in vain to connect for nearly an hour with no success. Yes that is correct. I did say an hour. We tried everything. Reboot the computer. Reset the router. Reset the modem. Disconnect the router entirely. Stupid internet.

The internet clearly told us that our firewall was no longer compatible with our OS. Except that we couldn't get there.

Talk about your catch-22.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Tag-tastic

I have become engaged in the online blogger's equivalent of the grade school game of tag. Because I love all games grade-school, I'm participating. Rules: Answer the following questions about yourself. At the end of the post you pass on the questions to 6 other people. Write them a comment telling them that they've been tagged and ask them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know that you've accepted the challenge and refer to your post.

Here it goes:

1. What were you doing 10 years ago?
Ten years ago I was seventeen, living in the big ol' burg of LJ, and spending a great deal of time playing soccer, hanging out with friends, and trying to pretend that the next year of being seniors in high school was going to be the most amazing thing ever, even though since then I have had many other most amazing things ever. I'm pretty sure you can't ever have enough of those. Just yesterday I had the most amazing afternoon ever, and it was deemed as such because I was able to consume a root beer float sno-cone. Sno-cones make summer for me. Anyway, ten years ago I was trying to study, trying to grow up, and trying trying trying to make that all important decision - should we go to the mall or the beach today? (Hey, it was summer and I was in high school.)

2. Five items on today's "to do" list:
  • Clean the house (check - thanks to my helpful hubby it only took half the time!)
  • Buy groceries so that I don't have to spend the week eating saltine crackers and mustard for lunch. It's not as delicious as it sounds.
  • See a movie. We've been trying to see a movie for a while, and today is the day.
  • Afternoon visit with the in-laws. They're coming down to see us! Yay family!
  • Make dinner with the hubby. We're grilling. Something fantastic happens when you grill corn-on-the-cob. It's more than cooking. It's voodoo magic that will make you never want corn any other way.
3. What snacks do you enjoy?
Lately I've been eating a ton of Olive Oil and Cracked Pepper Triskets with low-fat Babybel cheese. But it's summer, so also lots of grapes and nectarines. I love nectarines. And miniature watermelons. Mmmmm. Oooh, homemade guacamole and baked Tostitos. This isn't a good question to answer when you're hungry...

4. What would you do if you were a billionaire?
Someone is making me a billionaire? That's AWESOME! Well, first I'm going to pay off the mortgage and the cars and the student loans... Debt, gone! While I'm at it, I think I'll pay off all the family mortgages too. I don't want them to feel stressed out. And I would take that month-long vacation to Australia and New Zealand that I want to do, and take the hubby to the UK like he wants to do. Any family members want to come? It's on us! And because my friend K says that Spain is the most amazing place on the planet (one of, anyway), I think I would have to visit there. Then I think I would spend a lot of time floating around in a lake on a boat. We'd have a couple - one for skiing, one for floating, and one for sailing. I figure I've got a lot of time, I can learn how to sail. Oh, and I'd finally take golf lessons so that I can drive the ball straight.

5. Where would you live?

As a billionaire? I think I'd live right where I do. I love our house. Really. I love it. But I would hire painters to come and paint. And an interior decorator to help me know what I want to do to the place. We'd probably have an extra house in the hill country somewhere, and in the Cinque Terre. Look at this place! How can you not want to live there? The best gelato we had in all of Italy was in the yellowish building right next to the pink building on the end. According to the rules, I'm supposed to make six other people be "it" now. That's different than playground tag, where there's one "it", but okay. Here goes. I'll tag the Bergers, the Bierhalters, Lauren and Phil, and the Denneys. That's not six. But it's going to have to do.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Named after a restaurant... Maybe.

It's a wonder where I discovered the name of this blog. If you were to ask me, why, is that the name of a restaurant off of Central in Plano? I would have to say, um, yes. Shut up. I kind of love the restaurant and all the kitschy things and Texas-themed foods. Where else could you order delicious seafood from the coast and some kind of wild game too? Why, at Love and War in Texas. It's also just a interesting way to describe life here. So there you go.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Under the influence

Because of the vast number of locations of our friends and families, we have decided to start a blog. (This is under the influence of many of our friends who are doing the same.) I can't promise it will be updated every single day, but we'll do our best.

After years of life in Colorado, I find myself back in Texas. This may be a shock to many, but I did this because I wanted to. I loved life in Colorado. Amazing friends, fantastic weather, a job I loved, and a place that felt friendly and safe. I miss my Colorado life - full of friends who I can count on, mountains to climb, happy hours after work at our favorite local bar, clear crisp spring mornings full of promise... Despite all this, Colorado was never quite home.

To many who don't know it the way I do, Texas is backwards and slow. It is home to loud politicians, warmongers, and rednecks. Texas is to many people hot, humid, and without charm. This is not my Texas.

Texas to me is family reunions playing washers at my grandparents. Home of big wide skies, sunny days on the lake, blinding thunderstorms on humid summer nights, Mexican food and lazy Saturday mornings eating breakfast burritos. It is quaint hill country towns and lunch at the Grist Mill. It is tubing the Guadalupe with friends on a clear hot summer day. It is soccer tournaments and waterskiing and family family family. Texas is everything I love the most about being alive. This is my Texas.

Welcome home.