Bear With Me…

I am being challenged, to find a theme that, is pleasing to me and incorporates the ‘LIKE’ button, and the ‘SHARE’ buttons at the end of each post. I just switched to Ascetica Theme, and while I was setting it up, it looked as if it would work. NOT! You may see a few different themes over the next couple of days, while I mutter, scream, whisper the unthinkable, shout at my laptop, drink more caffeine than my body should have, ignore housework, talk to myself, and finally, to mine and everyone else’s relief, settle on a theme. Thank you in advance!




ear-sound-waves-22820656I’m parked in a line-up, amongst other vehicles and passengers, and we all wait to be loaded onto the ferry. The sun is high in the sky, aimed just right, and doing its best to burn a hole right through my pants. After the first few minutes, I get out of the car, to take photos for, Cee’s fun foto challenge. Done with that, I return and enjoy the gentle breeze that blows through all the open windows in the lot. Someone is playing music, a little loud, but not obnoxiously. It’s not half bad. There are some quiet conversations in the background, and the hum of car motors, slowly pulling in.

Then there is the lady to my right, parked slightly back from me. The sounds–unnatural sounds–of clicking and ringing and pinging, drift through my open windows. After the third series, I lean forward slightly, turn my head to the right, and look at her. I don’t know what I thought would happen by repeating this movement several times, but I kept it up for a while. She never looked up. It was a game of sorts on her phone, that was keeping her so enthralled, and completely oblivious. However, she did ask her dog several times, if he was alright. He was obviously hounded by the din, just unable to communicate so. Could she not hear the noise? (chuckle) It must have been full volume, although, I do have exceptional hearing. Just ask my guy, it drives him crazy. I suppose I could have asked her nicely, to turn it down, but, I went with closing the two windows on the right side of my car. It worked well enough. I had only a couple more minutes to wait.

So, what is it with people and their clear, lack of consideration for others? Are they just so used to making a racket, that it doesn’t phase them anymore? Were they inconsiderate right from the start? I’m confused by the issue.

It could be just me, but, I am always aware of my surroundings. I like to be considerate of others. The volume on my game, (not that I play them), is only loud enough for me to hear. Pretty sure, no one else wants to hear it! There are innumerable fashions, colours, brands, of headphones, that will fit and style, all ears! Also, inexpensive, so you could have a different colour for every day of the week. So, what’s the problem people?

Is anyone else challenged by the sounds of technology? Rant with me!

48 Years

Of course, Peter has to take the picture while I'm driving, so it's a bit blurry...I'll use it anyway!

Of course, Peter has to take the picture while I’m driving, so it’s a bit blurry…I’ll use it anyway! 48 years! Ugh!

It’s funny how the numbers, after age 30, are just numbers. Inside I feel 30ish and have ever since I left them behind. It is the strangest thing to think of myself as 48…just strange. I certainly feel wiser, though, having lived a few years and learned some pretty big life lessons along the way. Aside from learning about myself, there is the whole ‘adapting to technology’, which I have done so, well enough. At least, I think so. My kids, who grew up with computers and phones might have differing opinions. I have a MacBook, an IPad, and an IPhone, so I think I’m pretty hip. For those of you who are 20 years younger, ‘hip’ means; trendy, happening, all the rage, phat, and fly.

I like to be a hermit, so, I am enjoying the advancing technology and our ability to chat with someone without going out, or send an email update, or a quick text to check on somebody. It is the perfect solution for those of us who are not excited about physically socializing, or want to stay in pyjamas all day, or not shower, or have a big pimple on their face. Being able to have a conversation and see the person at the same time is very cool, as with Skype, especially if they are half-way around the world. Staying in touch is a good thing. There is a comfort in knowing people are just a text a way. Communicating online encourages me to find descriptive words that convey my emotion and intent. My creativity is broadened and I become smarter because of it. It allows me to play with words, and to feel good about producing something that might be pleasurable for someone else to read. When I write an email update to a friend whom I haven’t spoken to in a while, I feel pride in presenting my unique style. It’s me, only in writing. Unless it is a quick text, the idea of using the new chat acronyms and text shorthand, is mind-boggling to me. I’m not willing to go that far…hmmm, hem & haw, yet.

The negative aspects of never having to speak to someone face to face, to me, are colossal. I’ve seen a kid text their friend, who is sitting 3 people down from them. That is sad and scary, the disconnects we are creating while trying to stay connected. As much as I love the technology, and even if I have to work harder to actually connect with people, I refuse to be manipulated by my phone. You can certainly say a lot when you are plugged in but, when you actually ‘touch’ a hand, or laugh in the presence of others who are laughing, or get a hug…that is when a true connection is made. Nothing, not even the ‘computerized, gloved, goggles’ experience would be the same. It is freaky to me. Perhaps, in another 10 years, the concept might be more acceptable. I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

How has technology changed your life? Is it better or worse? Are you addicted? Would love to know what you think.