A computer breakdown..... Just after I hung up the phone with a friend who needed to replace her monitor, I turned on my laptop and found lines all over my screen. My laptop is 3 years old and the young fellow at Best Buy held it as though he was seeing a computer from long ago and said, "Well, this one is from the 'era' when they used a lot of fans and remarked that I had 4 fans underneath the lap top.
What a shock though, to have a young wippersnapper tell you your 3 year old computer is from 'another era'. Yes, I know, I have heard how they are updated and upgraded by the minute but to actually hear it, was alarming to me. Maybe amusing is a better word. Or aghast..... I really was aghast at the way he handled my HP laptop as if it had come out of the stoneage.
He said that if we didn't have an extended warranty on this, we might as well just throw it away and buy a new one. Instead of the $1700 we spent on this one, we could now get one for $700. According to this very young yet very knowledgeable man it would cost more than the price of a new one to repair it.
Fortunately, we did have an extended warranty so it was to call CompUSA for instructions on how to proceed. They said to wait for a shipping label to come by email and then take it to FED ex and get an appropriate box from them. That, he said, could take 3 days. He is just talking about getting the shipping label taking 3 days to get. I'm thinking I would be without my beloved laptop for weeks, maybe even months.
Not wanting to leave anything to chance, I began to pray for it to be handled with care and to arrive quickly and safely at its destination and then to be repaired by a person who was knowledgeable with this particular problem. Then that it would also come back safely and quickly.
My laptop went out late on a Friday afternoon. It was shipped to Simi Vally, California. Imagine my pleasant surprise when the following Thursday, a DHL driver left a note that I had a package that needed a signature, while we were at Wal Mart.
More amazingly, the DHL driver returned at the end of his route. It was my laptop. It was back a week after it was sent. I was amazed and thankful! Everything on it was still on it. Thank you God!
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Taking up Space?
A couple of questions for you to ponder........
How can your life end if it has never begun?
Does your life begin when you are born, or conceived or does it begin later in life, maybe much later, when you suddenly feel alive, because you are getting some exercise, interacting with friends, worshipping God regularly, and feeling like a contributing part of society?
Don't let your life end before it has begun.
Don't just take up space in this life? Have you been taking up space, or have you been contributing to making the world go around. Do you volunteer somewhere? Do you include others besides your immedicate family in your prayers? Join a charitable group. Get involved. Let your kids and grandkids know, (really know) what you believe and what you know.
How can your life end if it has never begun?
Does your life begin when you are born, or conceived or does it begin later in life, maybe much later, when you suddenly feel alive, because you are getting some exercise, interacting with friends, worshipping God regularly, and feeling like a contributing part of society?
Don't let your life end before it has begun.
Don't just take up space in this life? Have you been taking up space, or have you been contributing to making the world go around. Do you volunteer somewhere? Do you include others besides your immedicate family in your prayers? Join a charitable group. Get involved. Let your kids and grandkids know, (really know) what you believe and what you know.
Friday, May 11, 2007
We are so blessed!
I would have guessed that a few residents would start whining about the temperatures as it heads into the 100's, but no, I think everyone is just so glad to be here in Sun city, that they are willing to take a few hot weeks.
Friday night for us is a Fish Fry with friends. This morning I took advantage of the fitness center. The only challenge I thought, was to get there and get home before it gets too hot, but I ran into one lady in the restroom who had just finished with aerobics, was just heading in to work out and then she would follow that with a visit to the pool. Perhaps she was't traveling by golf cart and had a/c in her car. But, what struck me was that she was more interested in how much better she felt with all this exercise and I was impressed. Maybe in time I will be less concerned with getting home to avoid the heat of the day.
At any rate, to live in Sun City is to live a blessed life. For that I am grateful.
Friday night for us is a Fish Fry with friends. This morning I took advantage of the fitness center. The only challenge I thought, was to get there and get home before it gets too hot, but I ran into one lady in the restroom who had just finished with aerobics, was just heading in to work out and then she would follow that with a visit to the pool. Perhaps she was't traveling by golf cart and had a/c in her car. But, what struck me was that she was more interested in how much better she felt with all this exercise and I was impressed. Maybe in time I will be less concerned with getting home to avoid the heat of the day.
At any rate, to live in Sun City is to live a blessed life. For that I am grateful.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Will they stop selling beer or letting fat people in?
At Shea Stadium a lady was injured when a drunk fat man fell on her.
When ever a person is injured or killed by someone in posession of a gun, there are cries heard throughout the country to ban guns.
Surely those same people will not rest until beer is banned from Shea Stadium (and all other sports facilities while they're at it). Consider this, they might be able to prevent anyone in the future from being similarly injured if they simply ban fat people from Shea Stadium (and all sports facilities while they're at it), and how will they decide who is 'fat'? Will it be by the poundage? Or height together with poundage? And what if the person with the money to buy the tickets is the one deemed 'too fat' to gain entrance to the stadium?
Maybe they could just solve it easily by bending the truth a little, ( a trait that comes easily to some) and proclaim that the fat drunk man also was carrying a gun. Perhaps it was a heavy gun and the weight of it was too much for him to stand up straight. Ah, yes, lets just ban guns!
No, no, it must have been President Bush's fault that this man got drunk and fell on this poor lady. If we can blame the President for everything from Katrina to Gloabal Warming, why not a small matter of getting a very large man drunk enough to not be able to stand upright.
These are indeed interesting times.
When ever a person is injured or killed by someone in posession of a gun, there are cries heard throughout the country to ban guns.
Surely those same people will not rest until beer is banned from Shea Stadium (and all other sports facilities while they're at it). Consider this, they might be able to prevent anyone in the future from being similarly injured if they simply ban fat people from Shea Stadium (and all sports facilities while they're at it), and how will they decide who is 'fat'? Will it be by the poundage? Or height together with poundage? And what if the person with the money to buy the tickets is the one deemed 'too fat' to gain entrance to the stadium?
Maybe they could just solve it easily by bending the truth a little, ( a trait that comes easily to some) and proclaim that the fat drunk man also was carrying a gun. Perhaps it was a heavy gun and the weight of it was too much for him to stand up straight. Ah, yes, lets just ban guns!
No, no, it must have been President Bush's fault that this man got drunk and fell on this poor lady. If we can blame the President for everything from Katrina to Gloabal Warming, why not a small matter of getting a very large man drunk enough to not be able to stand upright.
These are indeed interesting times.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Beautiful Love
The other day we witnessed a most beautiful example of love. An elderly couple, (that's anyone older than us), was leaving a cafe at the same time we did. It soon became clear that the woman had Dementia or Alzheimer's.
The husband stood at the door gently beckoning her to come with him. She stood by me as we paid I asked her, "Does he want you to go with him? "Yes," she said, as she looked at me with the impish smile of a misbehaving child.
It was then that I saw the patient face of this gentle loving man. After he was able to encourage her to leave the cafe, they both sat down on an outside bench for a spell. They sat for a few moments until she was comforable on the bench. He had to leave her there on the bench for a minute while he walked just a few steps to the parking area to bring the car to her curbside. I guessed that he had learned from past experience to take everything, where she was involved, in very small steps.
But, what touched me was the look on his face. I saw no frustration and no impatience. I only saw gentle patience and love. I wondered if she knew when she married him that God had given her a virtual saint in the form of a husband. I felt honored to have been a witness to this tender display of love.
The husband stood at the door gently beckoning her to come with him. She stood by me as we paid I asked her, "Does he want you to go with him? "Yes," she said, as she looked at me with the impish smile of a misbehaving child.
It was then that I saw the patient face of this gentle loving man. After he was able to encourage her to leave the cafe, they both sat down on an outside bench for a spell. They sat for a few moments until she was comforable on the bench. He had to leave her there on the bench for a minute while he walked just a few steps to the parking area to bring the car to her curbside. I guessed that he had learned from past experience to take everything, where she was involved, in very small steps.
But, what touched me was the look on his face. I saw no frustration and no impatience. I only saw gentle patience and love. I wondered if she knew when she married him that God had given her a virtual saint in the form of a husband. I felt honored to have been a witness to this tender display of love.
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