So lets get the confession out the way first….
I have been lazily relying on my online back-up service for nearly 2 years now… and have NOT been backing up to DVD. So I went on a burning marathon this weekend just gone and it’s a relief. It’s been preying at the back of my mind for a while now, but the end is in sight. Of course, the problem has always been with my process…. I need an intelligent back up that takes note of file changes etc, which my brain just can’t manage. But I think I’ve got a work around, for now at least. I am coaxing a spare external passport drive out of *skip* so I can run time machine backups as well. 3 is better than 1 in my book.
Now for some slightly bizarre….
We went to Bendigo in Victoria for the long weekend last week. We got rained on a fair bit, but it was all in good fun and we survived storms and various other games with our senses of humour intact. On our last day, we spent a happy hour in their marvellous second hand book store. Wow. I could just have spent the whole holiday there, but that’s just me. I love books. I gave Tyson and Sammy free rein, to rummage through the huge kids section, and seemingly endless non-fiction section and to pick something out.
My dearest second son, like the crazy child he is, insisted on buying, of all things, a book on the care and training of your poodle. You know the sort of book that you find by the spinner-full in the pet store, one for every breed imaginable? The problem is that we don’t have a poodle, nor do we have any plans to EVER get one. So we now have a book on poodles that he will love forever, without ever having the real thing. Tyson never picked anything out, and I got a little selection from my favourite authors, Anne McCaffrey, Dick Francis, Kathy Reich…. I like a bit of everything!
I also have to take note of the fact that the boys and I went shoe shopping on the weekend, and Tyson’s new sneakers are now a men’s size 8. That’s 2 sizes smaller than his father, at age 12. I bought him new pj’s on special last week, size 14, and they ‘JUST’ fit him now. If I’m very lucky, they will last out the winter. I suppose the only consolation is that Sammy will get waaaaayyyy more than a year out of them himself, so it’s not a total waste!
Not a lot else to report. Things have been busy here, and I think that I might have picked up some kind of infection (possibly in my poor battered chest) which is causing some mild drama, but what’s a day around here without drama, right?
Disc is burnt, so it’s time to go. Pretty pictures of our trip next time, ok!?!