Kristy asked why I finally got a Mac when all these years I have claimed that the PC version was fine for me and Mac wasn’t worth paying the extra money for. The biggest reason is because I can never figure out how to do things easily on a PC. 15 years later and I still can’t find where things are saved on my hard drive so I end up saving everything to the desktop. I finally decided to see if the Mac phenomenon was all hype or if it really was better for me. My experience has been that it’s 1000 times more intuitive for me and I spend much less time trying to figure out how to do something so everything is easier and faster.
A perfect example of my PC frustration: I have a picture from the TAISM ball and I can not figure out how scan the stupid thing onto our desktop computer. I could have done it with our “old” one that got fried by the AC water, but this new one doesn’t play nice with our printers. So after spending 30 minutes trying unsuccessfully to scan it to the computer or scan and save it to a memory card (who knew our printer did that? Except it doesn’t because it would say it was saving it to the card, but then there wouldn’t be anything on the card. :sigh:) I resorted to taking a picture of it with my camera — the old school way of scanning.
The photo didn’t have great contrast before, and having to take a photo of it didn’t help. The theme was 1920s/30s jazz which hopefully explains the feathers that I’m wearing.
This is the only photo that we took with our camera, but there are others that people tagged us in on facebok. If I see one of Josh and I together, I’ll grab it and move it over here. We had a fantastic time with the other TAISM parents and teachers. It felt strange and very high-class to be going to our sons’
private school fundraiser event. What a strange life we lead. One year I’m a mom homeschooling in my pajamas, the next I’m partying with the ambassador.
We danced a bunch and it confirmed our desire to someday take dance lessons. You know, the ones we’ve been meaning to take since our first Marine Corps ball 14 years ago. We were finally signed up for salsa in Egypt and the night of our first class was the first night they called for a 6pm curfew and that was the beginning of the end. I guess the universe doesn’t intend for us to dance like we know what we’re doing.
Oh well, we managed — except I’m a bad follower and I like to watch other people who have obviously had the benefit of lessons (especially because they were playing old jazz standards and some of the couples had skills) and when I’m busy watching people, I’m a really bad follower. And then I laugh about it. I have a long way to go before I’ll be ready for Dancing with the Stars.
The food was amazing. Seared tuna (that was still properly raw on the inside) with fennel, lemon mint sorbet between courses, beef tenderloin, and desserts galore. As you can see from the above photo, we had a great time and I obviously found something hysterically funny right before they snapped this photo.
