I don't know if you can tell or not, but I am writing this post on my brand new computer. It is an ~goes to look at box~ HP Pavilion a6400f - for those of you who that means something to. What it means to me is that I am back on the internet without fear of my computer crashing at any second. What else can I tell you about it? I am told that I have "Vista" instead of "XP" and that is a good thing. (Not sure about the capitalization of those two terms - forgive me if I got it wrong.) I have a smaller, quieter hard drive, and a smaller, lightweight keyboard that I am slowly adjusting to - which is a pleasure and not a burden, let me just say.
This is the first new computer I have ever had. We generally don't get new computers at our house. In fact, I think it has only been within the last nine months that Ben, Julie and I have all gotten brand new store-bought computers for the first time. That is sort of the down side of living with computer whizzes. Ben and Tom (who I am sure has had multiple new computers - that's his line of work, after all) have pretty much been making their own for the past twenty years.
Think of it like those families you know who always have a stripped-down, partially re-assembled car in the garage or driveway. (No, I don't know any families like that, actually, but I have driven by their houses.) Anyway. They have the parts to assemble probably several cars, but it's just a matter of getting the parts together and - more importantly - in operating condition. Ben has always been able to rig something up for me, but this time he decided to just drive a new model out of the showroom. And I am glad he did!
I can't promise more posts, but I can promise that I will enjoy writing them once again, so what's that worth?