I see how life is changing. Can you imagine, for example, if I didn't want to try the new-fangled thing called ATM?
ATM's seem ordinary, everyday, commonplace, right?
Then there's all KINDS of things on the internet, and we've got ... oh, not only cell phones, but SMART phones.
I have no desire to be on the cutting edge of technology, so I don't even try. But lately I've begun to feel a bit like a dinosaur.
I'm sort of attached to my PC. It's a desktop. I've never liked typing on laptops. I see how convenient they are, yet it's just so stifling to the way I work on a computer.
But here I am, sitting in San Francisco, going to be away from home for about six days, typing on a laptop. Mind you, it's an eight year old laptop, so there's nothing cutting edge about it. But for me, this is a big step.
As I type, the thing wants to tip backward, over my knees. I have to hold it down with the weight of my wrists as I type. This thing is way too big for my lap. I"m sure they make them smaller nowadays. I feel like I've been doing an hour on Suzanne Summer's thighmaster, as my legs work to hold the laptop in place.
I used to have a mouse that plugged into one of the USB ports, but then we start getting into territory that defies the reason for using a laptop in the first place, right? I can't say I'm a fan of using a laptop's mouse pad. Maybe those too have improved in the last eight years.
This is just an outdated 8th grade graduation present that I inherited when I bought my son a more up-to-date laptop. Now I'm glad I kept it (although that fuels my bad habit of, "Hey, I should keep this. You never know when you may need it again someday.")
Okay, so I don't want to be on the cutting edge of technology but I do want to keep up with regular, modern conveniences. Look how handy tablets are getting. Who'd have thunk? I have no desire to be there with my foot firmly planted in the ground while life moves on without me into wonderful new directions.
So here I am, trying to embrace the usefulness of laptops (I know... even THAT is old school).
And look, because of this laptop, I get to have this totally blathering blog entry.
I'm back in the Bay Area because Monica's girls hockey team qualified to represent the Pacific division at the National level. This weekend is the end of the hockey season for girls tier hockey. And for some, like Monica, it's the end of youth hockey. What a fabulous way to go out... at Nationals. It's the first time her team has earned a spot. When Mon was 12, she got to go to Nationals because the rink she was playing at was hosting the event (host team gets an automatic "in").
Here's an article on the USA Hockey website detailing some of the uphill battle of Monica's current team:
http://nationals.usahockey.com/news_article/show/241126?referrer_id=781295
And here are some photos from their triumphant weekend at Regionals (that earned them their spot at Nationals):
Good luck at Nationals, girls!