It Was *Almost* a Very Bad Day

So, if you weren’t following My Evil Twit-ter today, you don’t know that all of my photos (about 20,000 total) were accidentally deleted last night whilst I slept tucked up in my cozy bed.  Ask Zan if you want to know the gory details, but *something* happened, and all of my photos went *PFFFT*  They were wiped out on both my internal drive, and my external backup drive.  I was oblivious until I went to get on my computer this morning, and this screen was up that said “recovering files.”  The files listed were all my photo files.  I *did* manage to remain somewhat calm, since the operative word was “recovering.”  Zan explained when he got up that, yes indeed, all my photos had been erased, but he was fixing the problem.  Since he can fix anything, I had faith.  About half an hour ago, the program stopped running and claimed that all the files had been recovered…I checked, and yes they have been.  They all appear to be there. *crossing fingers*

I feel REALLY sorry for my poor husband, who I’m sure was on the verge of a heart attack when he realized what had happened.  Even I wouldn’t want to face me to tell me that all my photos were gone.  That had to have been a scary, dark hour….poor thing!  *tee*hee*

So now I’m left wondering, what am I supposed to do?  How do you insure your digital photos against loss?  We backup the backup, but obviously, even that isn’t 100% safe.  What do you all do to save your photos?

Oh, and for those interested, the program he used is called “DiskInternals Uneraser.”  I hope you never have need of it.

Confessions

Okay it’s time to come clean.  My name is KD, and I’m a Twilight Addict.

So I bought the book Twilight by Stephenie Meyer around Christmas time, knowing that it would only be a matter of time before Big Girl picked it up to read it herself.  Based on my nieces’ advice that, “THERE’S NO WAY YOU CAN LET HER READ BOOK FOUR!!”  I decided I had better pre-read the series.  There the book sat for months.  I was reading other things and quite frankly, had no interest.  So then Big Girl had a friend here for a sleepover and Twilight was the movie of choice.  Zan and I sat down to watch it with them, and I thought, “Okay, now I’ll see what all the fuss is about.”  Truthfully, I didn’t get it….the fuss.  The movie special effects were mediocre at best (and I’m being kind,) the story was choppy, and there were so many things I didn’t quite “get”…but I was fascinated.  I decided to read the book to see if that might help explain why girls and their mothers were ga-ga over this series, because I certainly couldn’t grasp it.  And I still figured I should pre-read before Big Girl got too far.

Well, the first book was like eating candy…effortless.  It took me less than two days to read it.  Decent story, very endearing, and all those things that I didn’t quite “get” I got.  (The movie left a LOT of holes in the character development.)  And then something happened in Book 2.  About a quarter of the way in, I completely forgot I was pre-reading for a tween, and was lost in the story.  I did little else but read for the next five days as I finished the last three books.  (I was very put-out when that Mommy responsibility got in the way of my reading time.)  Then I turned around and read them again, this time with the intent of reading them with a mother’s eye so I could truly decide which books were appropriate and which conversations would have to be had if I was going to allow my daughter to read them all.  And of course I’ve had to rewatch the movie a few times…(not because Robert Pattinson is so yummy of course. *ahem*)  And I’ve managed to pull five other people into my little Twilight addiction…(so far Zan has resisted.  He really needs to visit Twilight Guy…I’ve told him I need his advice on whether or not our daughter should read the first quarter of Book Four-Breaking Dawn, but he’s not buying.)

So I confess all of this to you, just so I can share with you the new trailer for the second movie, “New Moon” which promises to be a thousand times better than the first.  If you plan to read the series and hate spoilers, then don’t click.  If you are an addict like me, you’ve already watched this clip more than once.  And if you’re on the fence…pick up the book Twilight and enjoy it for all it’s teen-romance glory, THEN come back and watch the trailer.  But be ready to hop on for the long ride, because once you enter the Twilight Zone, you won’t be able to tear yourself free.  😉

TEAM EDWARD!!  (Sorry Jake.)

Coming to theatres November 20, 2009. 

 

Oh, and just an aside….this trailer alone should win an Academy Award.  This movie is going to be UNBELIEVABLE!!!

Deeper Than Color

So, I’m getting my hair highlighted for the first time ever on Saturday.  I always swore I would “age naturally and gracefully” but then the gray hairs started to really pop out.  People have started looking up at my wiry little gray stragglers rather than at my eyes when they talk to me.  To hell with aging naturally!  I may still be able to hold on to gracefully though, if I get my act together. 

But this whole hair coloring thing has gotten me thinking.  What good is looking 30-ish when you feel 80-ish?  I have been “out of balance” for quite awhile now.  Being naturally skinny, I’ve never paid much attention to what I eat, and I’ve been able to get by without much formal exercise.  (I have used the excuses that keeping up with the kids is exercise enough…running loads of laundry up and down two flights of stairs should count…) Now as I approach 40, I feel out of whack—my body is not my own all of a sudden and it’s time to get serious.  I don’t want to be that skinny, decrepate, hunched over old lady at 70.  I want to be healthy enough and strong enough to travel the world with Zan when we are empty nesters and that’s still a good 16 years away (thank God!)  I want to be emotionally stable enough to face all my kids teenage years without becoming a closet alcoholic.  So for the first time ever (outside of my 30 total months of pregnancy) I am going to take serious care of my insides so they will be worthy of my new younger-looking outsides.

I am surrounded by people who are working hard to take better care of themselves, so there’s never been a better time than now.  It may seem a small thing, but my first order of business is drinking my quota of water…I am very naughty in this area so this will be a challenge.  And I have to break my addiction to caffeine.  SO much easier said than done.  I’m a coffee-holic.  This will be the tough one.  Adding vitamins, cutting out the crappy carbs (goodbye potato bread…I loooovvvved you…..*she whispers longingly*)  Eating my servings of fruits and veggies instead of those lovely cans of corned beef hash, frozen microwaveable hot pockets, and fries from McD’s.  And then, the true challenge for me, getting back to yoga and staying with it.  I’ve been lamenting the loss of my yoga for years now…it’s time to reclaim the peace and strength I felt back then. 

It won’t all happen at once, but I can’t continue to be passive and expect my body to take care of itself like it always has.  It’s letting me know that it needs a little help.  We all have our demons to battle, and now I enter a battle of my own.  Hair color may come in a bottle, but health doesn’t no matter what the commercials tell you.

Adventures…

If you hadn’t already noticed, I added a new link over on my blogroll, “Adventures on the High Seas”  awhile back.  I highly encourage you to check it out.  An adventurer named Roger is writing blog entries as he and another gentleman (named Dave) sail the Caribbean and Atlantic.  Absolutely fascinating!  Here is the first entry.  Enjoy!