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|Saturday, July 9th, 2005|
|Wednesday, June 15th, 2005|
For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way computers have enhanced our lives, read on. At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated,
"If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon."
In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release stating:
If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following
characteristics (and I just love this part):
1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash twice a day.
2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to buy a new car.
3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut off the car, restart it, and reopen the windows before you could continue. For some reason you would simply accept this.
4. Occasionally, executing a maneuver such as a left turn would cause your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to reinstall the engine.
5. Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable, five times as fast and twice as easy to drive - but would run on only five percent of the roads.
6. The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all be replaced by a single "This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation" warning light.
7. The airbag system would ask "Are you sure?" before deploying.
8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio antenna .
9. Every time a new car was introduced car buyers would have to learn how to drive all over again
because none of the controls would operate in the same manner as the old car.
10. You'd have to press the "Start" button to turn the engine off.
|Saturday, May 28th, 2005|
|Songs to Annoy My Husband
Holly made me this great CD, so appropriately named. I've been listening to it all week. There's just something so great about doing work to the sound of "My neck, my back...". I've been working overtime again all week, but somehow, the trip to Vancouver made it seem less stressful. My builds were failing tests and managers kept popping into my cube wanting updates on their particular projects, but with the words, "they're shootin', ah, made you look" in my earphones, it didn't seem to matter that much... :) So, thanks to my great gansta ho for the *@$?&in' CD! I had a blast dancin' with ya at Atlantis. You're one fine, mighta hot date and a smokin' dancer! So, great trip with Josh, Holly, and Doug to Vancouver. Probably one of the most beautifully naturally scenic cities I've been to. And, a special thanks to Lindsay and Jason, for yet another crazy airport adventure when they went to pick me up. You guys are great! Thanks so much for putting up with my shenanigans!
|Saturday, May 14th, 2005|
|Failing the marshmellow test
Ok, so my marshmellow scores aren't quite as high as my SATs. With our new house I have a harder time saving than I'm used to. All these temptations and necessities keep draining the bank account. Of course, I'm justifying today's little purchase with my recent raise at work...
I took my friend Lisa to the annual ASU piano sale this afternoon. I learned to play in grade school on an electric keyboard. I never learned the basics of a pedal and ran out of keys on several of the songs I wanted to play. However, piano music has always moved me and I've longed to become better and play on a real piano. I actually dated a rather creepy and stalkerish guy in high school just to listen to him play the piano (had to call it quits when he told me about all the voices he was hearing telling him to destroy the world...) Anyhow, when I read about the piano sale at ASU, I had to go. ASU gets piano donations for its practice rooms each year from the top piano makers like Yamaha and Steinway. So, each year, ASU sells off its previous donations to get ready for the new ones. Therefore, you can purchase a year-old quality piano for half price. Also available are pianos from private donors and brand new pianos that companies such as Washburn donate. So, I grabbed my favorite pianist and we went to ASU to check them out.
Now, I originally decided to go with no intent to buy. Actually, I had all intentions of borrowing my parents' electric keyboard and starting to play it over the next year. That way, if I played it a lot and really got back into music, then I could buy a piano at next year's sale. However, after listening to Lisa play a very expensive (we're talking $32,000 here), Yamaha grand piano in one of the music building's concert halls, I was enraptured and purchased the nicest sounding but cheapest used one for sale. So much for my nice wait-for-a-year-then-get-one plan. Oh well, I figure that this summer will be the only time I'll have our house to myself for some intense piano study.
|Wednesday, May 11th, 2005|
Got a call yesterday morning at work from a number with a 505 area code. I was certain it was a solicitor, but it turned out to be a nurse from Intel telling me my Doug was in the hospital. She asked me if I was going to leave work and meet him there, so I had to explain that I was actually in Arizona and couldn't really take the drive just yet. I don't know if I've ever been quite that scared in my entire life. Doug almost passed out at work and when the nurse took his pulse, it was only 40 BPM! While in the hospital, it ranged from the 40s to 50s, but didn't get back to normal. Being a biomed major with an intensive care nurse for a mother, my imagination took over thinking of all the possibilities and causes. I really started to wonder, if anything ever happened to my Doug, would I be able to make it? I still don't know the answer and I pray that I never have to find out. What gets me the most is that I can't be there for him! Damn it, is it September yet???
Thankfully, Doug starting feeling better and they sent him home. After a long nap, he felt back to normal. I left work early and went to our house to get my mind off things. I sealed grout and painted our master bath. Housework always helps me sort things out and get control of my emotions. I spent the night there and kept hearing cracking noises from the house settling. I'm pretty scared of being alone and of the dark, so I turned the hall light on and locked the doors to the master bedroom while I slept :) I also turned the house fan on to block out the creaky noises.
It's definitely been a strange week. It all started with my computer catching a trojan virus that reinstalled itself ever time I deleted it. A ton of adware kept my RAM running sluggishly and after screaming at it and threatening to throw it out our two-story window, I finally took it in to a guy at work and had him wipe it clean. Had a great weekend with Doug in town, except for the hive of africanized bees that we found next door. I'm terrified of bees, so refused to go into the backyard until our neighbor got rid of them. Since my boss is about ready to leave for a month-long jaunt in Europe and I'm taking over for her, I've been working extra hard this week to make sure I get all her help I need while she's here. I ended up working almost 12 hours on Tuesday and I was the last car in the parking lot.
Today is looking better, though. Doug's heart rate is up to 58 BPM and his blood pressure is fine. I walked at our neighborhood lake this morning with my parents and had a nice chat with the birds and a kitty there. The sunshine was just lovely. I'm wearing a rose behind my ear here at work that my mom gave me from her garden. I'm also going ice skating at lunch today. So, life looks beautiful today.
Happy Birthday, Lisa!
|Wednesday, April 20th, 2005|
Had a physical this morning super early before work. I'd getting established with a new doctor and had to see his nurse practioner out in Sun Lakes. It amazes me how developers choose to build communities out in the middle of nowhere. What's more amazing is, given 10 years or so, the borders of Phoenix will have sprawled out passed these communities. Ever think Phoenix and Tucson will meet up?
Physical went really well. My blood work was all normal - just glucose levels below normal. Probably has something to do with the fasting ahead of time. I've gotten used to eating about 5 small meals a day now, so maybe fasting for 12 hours was too much for my blood sugar. I didn't feel faint or anything, so it was probably just fine. I just adored my nurse practioner. She was so sweet! She told me she'd love to adopt me because she was having issues with her rebellious teenage daughter. When checking my stomach, she even commented on what a good girl I was without having my belly button pierced! I couldn't believe my appointment lasted an hour. I'm so used to doctors that will only have time to see you for about 15 minutes. She did convince me to try the Ortho Tri Cyclen Lo instead of the regular contraceptive because of the blood clot risk. My mom got a nasty one in her leg a few years ago and I've been a bit leery of that potential side effect ever since. However, I'm a bit scared to try it since I'm the kind of person that hates to try new things when I already know what works. She also told me that all my cracking (I can crack just about every joint any time I move it) was from loose ligaments and that I shouldn't do jarring exercises like running (think trapoline juggies) for risk of arthritis later on in life. So, maybe I should ellipse more than jog at the gym?
Tile's all put in and looks lovely. The house is really starting to come together. I can hardly wait for the carpet to get put in on Friday and we can finally move our furniture in from the garage. Is it fall yet?
|Friday, April 15th, 2005|
I have a hard time believing my scale said 111 this morning. I know it's about 2 pounds off (judging from the Y and doctor's scales - no, I'm not obsessed...) but still, that makes a real weight of 113. I just don't see how that's possible. I certainly don't look any thinner, but I do see myself everyday. My clothes fit better, I work out and eat right just about everyday, but could I really 111 on that scale? I think someone rigged it.
Considering a belly ring. Any opinions out there pros/cons? My friend Jake at work just pierced his nips, which the thought of makes me shudder, but it made me start thinking that I might want a belly ring. I would have done the cartilage in my ear, but my mom paid me not to. I wonder how much she'd put up for me not to get my belly button done... I know, I'm aweful ;)
I've been in a dreamy, creative mood lately, so I thought I'd do some painting. I dug out my favorite Big Cats book and found an inspirational acrylic of a leapord ready to pounce. I found a canvas in my mom's craft room, turned on some country music and let the brush take over. My leopard ended up looking more like a puma, so I'm going with it. I think I'm have him crouched in a rocky crag of Canyon de Chelle and etch some hieroglyphics in the cliff. It's quite an adventure!
We're getting our tile today! I'm super excited. For how much it's costing, it's going to take about a week to get it all in, but I can't wait to go home from work today and see the progress.
|Monday, April 11th, 2005|
|Another classic Danielle moment
Doug and I had a wonderful, romantic weekend together in Oregon. We drove out to Cannon beach, played in the sand and strolled through the numerous boutiques along the shoreline. We watched a glass blowing demonstration and shared an ice cream cone. Then, over a delicious four-course dinner back in Portland, we had some great conversations. However, I was correcting him each time he ended a sentence with "at" because that's one of my little pet peeves right now. For example, "I didn't know where I'd be at". I don't know why that bothers me so much, but it does. He didn't appreciate the grammar policewoman comments. So, when we discussed the bill and how expensive our drinks were, I made the brilliant comment: "Wow, if I knew how much the beers were I wouldn't have even ordered one, since I didn't eat the whole thing." Doug just looked over at me with one of those, "Do you know how stupid you just sounded?" looks, and I felt like it was Trivial Pursuit all over again...
|Friday, April 8th, 2005|
|Doug got a job!
I'm so excited! Doug just got a verbal job offer this morning at Fab 12 here in Chandler. Nothing's settled yet, but looks like he'll probably be moving back this fall. I'm super stoked!
|Thursday, April 7th, 2005|
|Admitting an Addiction
I have a horrible addiction to those Easter Cadbury mini chocolate eggs. I keep telling myself I'll only eat 1, but that leads to 12... I'm trying so hard to eat right and exercise everyday. I really want to tone the figure a little better. Chocolate eggs, you are my nemesis! What I'd really like is a fitness/health goal to work towards and someone to keep me honest about it. Anyone interested in setting some fitness goals with me?
|Saturday, April 2nd, 2005|
|I love Phoenix in the springtime...
Ah, the simple pleasures of life. I took my Angel dog jogging at our lake this morning. A cool breeze was blowing while we chased the ducks into the water and the delicious grass smells that sent my dog jerking my arm in every random direction.
After dropping the dogs off at home, I went with my parents to a jewelry store that was holding an art festival for a local watercolor artist. Her style was a mixture of fluid water color techniques and eclectic art deco designs that really inspired me. So, when I came home later, I dug out my old airbrushing books and delved in for some pleasurable studytime (something I never really experienced in school...)
We also went to a fabric store where we looked at luxurious silks for the swag I want to sew for our new master bedroom. We also found some bolts of microsuede in rich browns and golds that I'd like to use for recovering the chairs of our dining set. I tried to explain the concept of shabby sheik to Doug, but he still thinks the finish on our chairs looks dirty. So, that'll be another project - sanding, repainting and sealing all our "new" dining room furniture.
I whittled the afternoon away making chicken soup and lazing on our patio swing out in the beautiful sunshine, watching the wispy clouds flow across the sky like the gentle waves of a rising tide. I took some pictures to get ideas for the ceiling of our master bath which I'm determined to airbrush with clouds like all the Vegas casinos. If it turns out, I'll post some pics.
|Tuesday, March 29th, 2005|
|Lovin' my ladies
It has been so much fun to see my ladies again! It all started with Jolly (my new name for them - isn't it cute?) coming out to visit over break. The lovely Holly taught me a fun hip-hop routine and we talked about her upcoming wedding. Got to spend a fun Sat night with my future sista-in-law, Liz, and Phil's lady Sarah. That was awesome. Then, this weekend, I finally got to watch the cutie Lindsay getting shnockered off a long island in public (yay, 21!) and got to see my other lovelies, Sami, Brigid, and Jennifer shakin booty on the dance floor (more like spending the night waiting in line for the BR at Owl's Nest). My gorgeous Lisa went ice skating with me and my friend Eliza from work on our lunch hour yesterday. She's such an awesome skater that she had to skate backwards just to go slow enough for us! :) Finally, got to have lunch today with a beauty I haven't seen in forever, my buddy Jessica from my bio classes. I've really been loving the girlie time lately. Ever since Doug left for Oregon, I've been in such a homebody, count-down-the-days-until-I-get-to-see-m
y-boy-again mode that I forgot how much I loved my ladies. You gals are the best!
|Monday, March 14th, 2005|
|Just when you think you've outgrown your asthma
Man, asthma sucks. I used to have it really bad as a little girl - needing breathing treatments and adrenaline shots at the ER on occasion. I thought I had outgrown it - only using the inhaler a couple times a year now. It just always shocks me when I get an asthma attack and feel like I can't breathe. I always know it's there in the background, since I never could hike a mountain like Squaw Peak without feeling like I was going to die and each time I go jogging it has to be more of a walk/jog routine to be able to catch my breath. However, I only really get attacks when I laugh too hard or like this morning, sitting here, in my cube, drinking water and it went down the wrong way. I started coughing to get it out of my lungs and once it was gone, I was weezing and really short of breath. Dang asthma! So, I puffed on the old inhaler and am now much better, although really shaky and my heart's racing. I'm always so envious of the people that can run. My boss is a couple years older than me, but she ran 13 miles in 2 hours and 20 something minutes for the Rock and Roll marathon a couple months ago. Thirteen miles without walking! I can barely go a mile with my lungs! Oh well, I guess there's plenty of worse things to have healthwise.
|Friday, March 11th, 2005|
This is so neat! If you have a good video card and lots of memory, download this. It's a complete database of satellite pictures from earth. You can zoom all the way out to the view of the whole world and then zoom in anywhere in the world to street level. Plus, whatever area you zoom into, you get info about that place such as landmarks, schools, etc., and can flip the view to see topographical pics. Go see the pyramids in Egypt, Mt. Everest, or your home town. I think it's spiffy!
|Sunday, March 6th, 2005|
|It's not the best but...
Ok, here's my quicky, free website. Excuse all the advertisements and popups, but there's no such thing as free anymore, right?
This place looks so different without all the sellers' stuff in there! After we paint, put in tile/new carpet, and have our furniture in there, it'll look like a different place! So, more pics will be coming in the next couple of months...
|Friday, February 4th, 2005|
|Like two sparrows in a hurricane...
Ok, no real time for an update, but here goes a quicky...
Doug and I bought a house!!! We had pics online, but ASU cancelled my account. Brats! I'll try to put some up on my cox account. Oh well, yay house!
|Monday, January 24th, 2005|
allude me, alarm me, alure me
intrude me, disarm me, demure me...
At least when I'm trying to write boring documentation at work! (Is it poetic license to convert an adjective to a verb?)
|Thursday, January 20th, 2005|
|My new philosophy on life
When in doubt...
if it can be modeled as hardware, jiggle it or smack it,
if it can be modeled as software, shut it down and try again later,
for everything else, claim girly helplessness and make someone else deal with it :)
|Thursday, January 6th, 2005|
|Wednesday, January 5th, 2005|
|Our First Anniversary
Wow, what a fun day yesterday! We got up leisurely and went to Mt. Hood for some skiing. It was a smaller resort than I was expecting. But, I guess there's three resorts on the one mountain, so each one was smaller than I thought. It was so much fun!!! I haven't skied since our honeymoon, so I was a bit nervous about my abilities. However, I felt like I knew what I was doing. I took a lesson last season where the instructor helped me find my sweet spot on the skies. Ever since then, I feel like I can always control my skiing as long as the run's smooth and open. I still have a hard time controlling my fears though.
Doug suggested we ski over to a second lift up on the mountain. When I agreed, I didn't realize we were going to the mountaintop. As we started up the mountain, the wind picked up and started pelting us with little flecks of snow. Looking down from the lift, I could see snow flowing off the mountain ridges and sweeping across the runs below like an ocean wave. The wind would whip up snow in twisters around the run so that there were little snow devil type mini tornadoes. All this I got to see through my pink-tinted snow goggles. The site was incredible. Finally, at the end of the lift, I lost it. We got off the lift into a little shelter at the top of the mountain. Outside, the wind was howling so loud I had to shout to talk to Doug. I looked outside and could only see a little ridge where the ski run went off to the right. Below that was a steep drop off and rocks peeking out from the snow. We were above the timberline, but looking out across the top I could see the line of clouds below us and the trees descending from that. I felt like I was on the edge of the world, about ready to blow off into the heavenlies. Once I got out on the run and the wind was gusting and flinging snow into my face, I was sure the wind would blow me off the edge. I dug my skies in horizontally and started screaming and crying. I've never been so scared in my life. Doug, my hero, helped me through it and convinced me to just focus on the run. I couldn't even see anything but the ledge when I was pressed up against the mountain, but I listened to him and looked over. The run actually looked very wide and not too steep. So, what else could I do, but I went for it.
The run was doable, but really hard-packed snow. For those of you that don't ski, the powder is soft and moves with you, but the hard-pack is icy, rigid and hard, so skiing over it you feel every little bump and it's not forgiving. The wind was blowing the snow across the run horizontally, so I'm sure it was blowing the powder away. Anyhow, I hit a ridge and lost control. It wasn't too bad of a fall, although my skies flew off and I had to hike up the mountain to get them. After we hit timberline, the powder returned as well as my confidence. We shooshed down the mountain very happily and had some lunch. Then... I wanted to do it again! This time, with a camera.
So, the second time, although easier on my mind (I always feel more confident about something the second time), it was much harder physically. The wind was blowing much stronger and I couldn't even see the run below me as I was skiing. Still tough making myself get out of the lift and onto the run. Doug and I had to dig our skies into the side of the mountain to take the pictures (so be grateful!). Plus, it was 16 degrees at the base, so at the top, with the windchill factored in, Doug did not want to remove his glove to snap the picture. But, we did and we're glad they turned out. However, this time down, since I couldn't see the run, I ended up in a rocky patch and I HATE moguls/rocks. You're supposed to ski around them, but I'm not a great skier, so I always end up going over them. I got going much faster than I'm comfortable with and then I lost control. I started screaming and hit a rock. Doug said he was really scared for me because I flew into the air. My skies fell off, my poles too, and I started twisting horizontally. I must have the best guardian angel ever, because I hit a rock with my leg, not my head. I came out of that with only some soreness, stiffness and nasty bruises. However, I skied to the bottom just fine and then we skied the lower half of the mountain the rest of the day. It was so much fun!!! I love skiing! It's the scariest, but most exhilerating thing I've ever done. I definitely recommend it to all of you. Here's a link to our pictures: http://www.public.asu.edu/~dthibod/Pics/MtHood/
We had a really nice anniversary dinner that night at Stanfords. It's a classy steak restaurant near Doug's apartment. What a fun time! I woke up with a stiff neck and it hurts to walk, well, or move my arms much, but SO worth it!
Happy Birthday Lindsay!