Finally went to “Chrome”.

Well,  it’s not like I “drank the Apple Juice” or anything,  since that would be a different story,  but a few days ago I decided it was time to try out Google Chrome. 

I was perfectly (well, reasonably?) happy with Firefox,  but there were a couple things that were not working in blog land,  one of which was the inability to see any “followers”,  or the followers on anyone else’s offerings. 

I also didn’t realise it, but there were a couple blogs on which I could not comment.  I never really gave it much thought,  but it seems it’s an “all or nothing” thing with Google.  Kind of like a cult? 

So I’m in.

And yes,  after the usual strangeness of it,  I do quite like it.  There’s something about the idea of changing from a tried and true computer thingy to something new that I’d rather not own up to.  I’d just sooner not “like” new things?  Some sort of character flaw.  Isn’t my generation supposed to resist change?  Oh, maybe that was the last one. 

Never mind.

Anyway, it really sucks when you’re not getting the whole picture.  Kind of like getting your eyes fixed.  Suddenly there’s a whole world of things to see.  I see stuff on other peoples blogs that I never knew was there.  Damned insidious Google.

So that’s that.  There are a few little wrinkles that I need to iron out.  Windoz Live Writer still shoots the blog out to Firefox, but I’ll figure that one out too.  In due time.

In the meanwhile,  I’m still plugging away at putting finish on the windows.  Well,  on the frames.  You know what I mean.  I’m trying NOT to get it on the actual windows. 

I decided not to spray, by the way.  The fumes are noxious enough as it is.  Makes for a good excuse to take a break now and again.  That,  and my painting hand is a little sore.  I’ve gotten soft.  That’s all there is to it.

It’s a bit of a challenge coming up with enough space to spread everything out.  I’d work outdoors,  but I’ve seen far too much bird crap around, so that wouldn’t work.

 

Speaking of outdoors,  (like that one?)  I had this *brilliant* idea to do a little pruning in front of the shed.  I didn’t take a “before” picture,  since I didn’t think it was such a big deal.  Let me just repeat that, “I didn’t think”, part.

The best I can come up with is this picture I took back in February,  a couple weeks after we landed home.  See those two bushes?  They’ve grown like crazy since then.

Well,  I had been getting annoyed at how they were sticking out and everything,  and grabbing at me as I went by with the mower,  so I decided to give them a bit of a haircut.

See now,  in my pea brain I think, “Now, that’s better.”   Except for one tiny thing.  These two plants are the Wisteria that T.C. and I planted a few years ago.   At least that’s what she ascertains.  I haven’t the foggiest.  Seems I wasn’t supposed to touch them.  She thought they might bloom.  I guess maybe that’s not going to happen. 

But you know,  I see pictures of Wisteria,  and I’m having trouble making the connection.

 

 

It doesn’t matter. 

I still get to live here.  Thankfully.  Probably doesn’t hurt that I still can come up with supper ideas.  And who knows,  they could still bloom?  And the Pope might get married….

The other thing too is,  they’re not in full sun.  So that’s my defence.  Sort of.

I think I’d better stick to woodworking.

 

Keep your powder dry.

 

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