Stepping Out

Hello all,

We're going on vacation. Sort of.

We are headed to the east coast for a family get together. There should be much frolicking and good times to report as the wee'est one meets the grandparents for the first time. It could get ugly with the hugging.

So have a great day and keep in touch. I'll let you know how it all went soon. Maybe sooner if they let me take my computer on the airplane.

HNIC

Hello all. We are all getting back to some form of normal around here these days. People are breathing normally and eyeballs aren't falling out of heads anymore. Terribly messy stuff for a while.

So Reagen and I went on a little trip. We had a blast. Reagen is shown here with the rare "Splay Foot Hunched Wrister" technique. She got a few 2 inches off the floor and snuck one past the goalie who was napping at the time. He never saw it coming. No, really never saw it. I snapped a few myself. I haven't taken a shot since I was 6 so I was thrilled when my shot was clocked going faster than all the other old fogies who went in there. Still not good enough to put it on the internet though. Ask me some time about the fastball I threw at the Ontario Science Museum. That one I'll tell ya. It was from the stretch with no warmup.

So as for layout the Hockey Hall of Fame isn't all that particularly well laid out. They really need some new blood in there. We got lost a couple of time. But we did get in early enough to see this.

Unfortunately you can't see us. Last time I let the locals snap a picture with the camera even if they work there. Nice guy though.

About the first picture. Reagen and I bought our tickets to get in and they gave us a wrist band commemerating the latest ring to be removed from the "Cup" as well as a hockey card with the Art Ross trophy on it. Reagen took her card and held it up to every trophy in the place to see if it matched. (Note: you can touch any trophy you feel like.) None of the trophies matched. So we mucked about for another hour that included the half hour wait to snap a few wristers. On the way out Reagen pointed into a side room that had the Lady Bing and a half dozen other trophies in it and off to the side was the Art Ross.

She had the biggest smile on her face as che jumped up onto the (teeny) stage and leaned against the trophy so I could take her picture with it. I totally underexposed the shot but it is perfect for it. The day was a blur but we made some sharp memories.

Something Wicked

Something wicked this way comes.

I know I have touched on this before. Sickness. Well, let me tell you, I found something deviant these last two weeks. For reasons of this being a family blog I will not get into the particulars of how I have felt the last week. I just got back from the doctor who had a shocked look on her face when she started poking around my (remember, family blog!) eyes, ears, nose and throat.

She apparently gave me a wonder drug. My ears just popped, 4 hours after the first round. Only ten more days.

So, this is going to be old news for some. We've finally, after many years of stalling and deliberation (we like to call research), we are moving back to Nova Scotia. We should be back for the summer. Poor Mom and Dad. They have no idea what's headed their way!!!

Still here

Brrr, it just got a smidge cold out. -18˚C (255 Kelvin for the geeks). Windchill takes it to -28 or so. Nasty.

We've gotten through the worst of it for certain. We enjoyed the whiteness of it all and now we are ready for spring. Speaking of which we are going to be taking a trip to CB in the near future. We'll be making the grand tour I'm sure. See you all around. And if you are not there now you had better be when we get there. No pressure.

Hannah is getting over something nasty and Reagen is a bundle of energy. Should be fun on a plane, non?

Take a Deep Breath

Hello everyone.

I suppose you might be wondering where you've been. Well that is a great question. It all started one day when I decided to go wireless. I bought the wireless card. I installed the wireless card.

I didn't see the puff of smoke but I did smell something that was something akin to smoke. This is never a good sign. Certainly when the very next opportunity to start the computer is met with a disappointingly dark screen.

The next step was to stop crying and get my heart out of my throat. This was not easy. I am rather attached to my computer. We've had many great times and I planned on having a many more of the next few years both at work and at home.

Step 2: Call Apple. Briefly describe the sum total effect of their product on my computer and my current state of being. They were very helpful, albeit misguided. I made two follow up calls to make sure I had the "Canadian" way of sorting out the problem. Everyone was great, it's just the Canadian way is not the same as everywhere else on the planet. Go figure.

Net result: Fixed computer, on their dime, and the part shipped back, on their dime. It just cost me a heart attaack and a little bit of time.

Now that would have been fine, albeit stressful, if the story stopped there.

Two days later I tried to install a program on the older "workhorse computer" as a little upgrade. I was met with an error flag. OK, happened before, but it didn't make me feel good. Next morning the computer would start but not complete the startup process. Take a deep breath.

Break out the old system CDs and start the whole process over. I didn't lose any files but it did set me back an operating system or two.

The next day, once the crying stopped, I began to remember, oddly enough in the shower, where I had previously had backed up all my files and preferences. I was feeling better. Then a couple days later the shop down the street that Apple sent me to called and said computer #1 was fixed. New logic board. This is good. All my files are here and accounted for. That is why we can blog now.

I don't have a "Moral to the story". If you can think of one let me know. I am just thrilled to be back.