October 17, 2009

• The Beast's Computer Dies!!!

  Talk about a jinx!  He even jinxes himself!  I find that too funny for words.  Yep, he ended up with the blue screen of death....almost.  It was actually even weirder than that.  He pulled the plug in a panic and the computer continued to make thumping noises.  That made him think it was his memory.  He tried another few things before dragging out his spare computer and ordering new memory since he was convinced that had to be it. 

  While sitting at the table, however, he realized that his power pack had capacitors in it and could cause the same thing.  He found he had a brand new, still in the box, power pack in one of his many drawers he uses for computer *stuff*.  He DOES have this tester thingamabob that he checked out the old power pack with and it showed that one volt/amp/something wasn't working.  The new one was installed and VOILA!  IT WORKS!  Amazing.  And, of course, HE didn't lose a thing.  Doesn't it just figure? 

  I encapsulated the day down to two paragraphs but it was much more complicated than that, trust me.  It meant we DIDN'T go to Huntsville to drop off my sewing machine nor to Sam's Club to stock up on some things for the winter.  Not that it was just the computer that kept us from going.  It was COLD outside AND windy.  The Beast even turned on the HEAT!    Yep, it looks like it's official.  Winter is rearing it's ugly, cold head.  Warm is over.  Gone.  Kaput.   Time to drag down the winter clothes.

  I do have two of my packs down and ready to drag in the house.  I'll have to throw them in the dryer to de-wrinkle them and freshen them up with some Bounce thrown in.  They were all nice and clean when I packed them away.  You don't want to attract any unnecessary bugs with some of those attractive (to them) stink aromas, do you? 

  The Beast finally got dressed (yes, he was SO ATTRACTIVE running around in his underwear most of the day and complaining about the cold).  *Insert eyeroll here*  He took the dog out, got the mail and even cut up some more boxes from HIS stuff that was hanging around in the bedroom.  He also threw out some old power packs he had been saving because they won't work with any new equipment and he's not doing service work on anyone else's stuff.  What WAS the point???

  He came in complaining about the cold and then.....now get this!.....he says he's going up to Walmart to look for a bicycle to use to run Baron around during the winter!  He's having a problem using the scooter (he tells me this NOW) and he doesn't want to have to walk around the circle since his leg gives out too easily these days.  Then he looks at me and says, *I don't know if I even want to ride a bike around in this cold.*  Talk about an understatement!  This is the least cold we will see this winter and he's not sure he wants to ride in IT?????  I just don't know about this guy.  Even after 45 years, there are times I think he's nuts.  No, I take that back.  I KNOW he's nuts.  But as long as it's HIM that will be riding the bike, why should I worry?

  I wish you could have seen Baron when the Beast said *Walmart*.  He started jumping for joy because to him, it meant *road trip*.  It still amazes me how he picks up on key words and just KNOWS he's going for a ride.    He's amazing in the car, too.  He sits up and looks out the window or lays down quietly.  Not the least bit nervous or anxious.  If you leave him in the car, he gets into the drivers seat and just watches the people walk by.  No barking at people like some dogs.  He KNOWS no one is going to mess with HIS car. 

  When the Beast got home from Walmart (and more goodies *sigh*), it seems he forgot the onions I asked him to pick up.  I've had a taste for meatloaf since Bratfink talked about making hers.  Thank goodness I have two still in the crisper or I would have been totally pissed off.  BUT.....he bought two Hungry Man TV dinners (chicken) so I forgave him.  I'll make the meatloaf later today and cook it tomorrow.  It'll help heat up the house at the same time.

  Wonder of wonders, the Beast ended up not buying a bicycle.  You'll never guess why.  He had a tough time trying to lift his leg up high enough to get on......and I mean a girl's bike; not even a boy's bike.  I asked him why he didn't just stand on his left leg and lift the right leg over since he CAN lift that one and he said his left leg was too weak to hold his weight up.  So he's going to have to try to figure something else out to exercise the little beast this winter.

  Now he's got me worried.  I had no idea that he was feeling that weak.  Knowing him the way I do, I know it's because he didn't want to worry me (or worse, make me celebrate!....LOL).  It also explains some of his frantic need to finish doing some of the stuff he thinks needs doing around here.  He thinks he's getting weak because he's afraid he's going to die sometime soon.  It makes me sad that he is thinking that way and that he is afraid to put it into words and share that with me.  But then, when he was afraid that *I* was dying, he could never accept it enough to voice that fear.  I'll have to find a way to help him open up and share those fears with me.  Maybe I can find a way to allay them.  Have to give that some thought.

  Time to get this ready for posting later.  Love you all.  Hope you have a wonderful day and stay warm, okay?  Here's today's thought to ponder:  These words are courtesy of Maya Angelou from her interview with Oprah.  I truly believe these are an incredible truth.  **'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.'

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