Synchronicity

Oh the beautiful word synchronize. I love it. I most particularly love it when I plug my oft mentioned and fabulous Treo 650 into my computer and HOT SYNC my phone with my computer. Which is shorthand for the process I use to back up and keep the information like my contacts, birthdays, anniversarys, lists, email, appointments updated on both my computer and my phone.

So imagine the horror to find half of my many, many, many contacts and ALL of my huge family's birthdays, anniversarys, and my appointments WIPED. OFF. MY. PHONE. Did you gasp in horror? I did. I even teared up. I've had this phone for almost two years and have never had a problem sync-ing my phone and computer before. Just before I completely freaked out I realized I was staring at my computer screen and all the information was still safely backed up on my PC. Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna.

Fortunately since the information was safe on my PC, I knew I'd eventually get it back on my phone. To say my heart skipped a couple of beats is an understatement. It took me almost two hours to get it put right. Not that you asked... : ) I was able to load updated software on my phone and then get everything synchronized once again. Whew! No major meltdown by Rosie during Christmas season. As Martha Stewart would say, "That's a good thing." A very good thing for GG and the boys. I was pretty beastly until I got it fixed.

So after that I think we need something to cheer us up don't you? Here's a trailer for a movie I'm anxious to see come out. I saw it advertised on TV last night and can't wait to see it.




And if you just can't get enough here's the new version of their Christmas song...

Cell Phones

I got a new cell phone yesterday. For those who know me, you are probably laughing because this has turned into an every six month occurence.

In my defense, I had my first cell phone for almost 3 years. I only bought a new phone because I needed a new battery and good old trusty flip phone #1 had been discontinued. And, thus begins the cell phone chronicles. I bought my second phone which was similar to the first one. This was flip phone #2.

I broke the lid on phone #2. It literally wouldn't stay on the phone any longer. That happens when you repeatedly drop and then kick or bounce the phone with your foot before you get it picked up. I had dropped the phone so many times that I cracked the joint thingys that held the phone together. Of course, we found out I have arthritis in my hands and that explains some of the dropsies, but I really beat the crap out of the poor phone. *sigh* So, as a result six months later I bought another phone, flip phone #3.

My son called this phone "the Hummer" because it had a black rubberized bumper around the phone and seemed virtually indestructible. I really, really, really liked this phone. By now I had lots of information from the previous two phones and new stuff from work all saved in this wonderful slick black indestructible phone.

Unfortunately, I used to put this gem in the big outside pocket of my handbag and it got stolen. Can you say pissed off? The worst part was loosing all the stuff I had stored in the phone! Boy I was mad! At this point it's maybe been 18-20 months since phone #1 bit the dust. Feeling guilty over the loss of "the Hummer" I decide to suck it up and buy an inexpensive phone. This is phone #4 which we affectionately call the "crap phone".

The "crap phone" didn't get its' name because I loved the phone. Not only was the menu a beast to deal with it constantly dropped calls and broke up calls so badly that I couldn't carry on a coherent conversation. No it wasn't my provider...the rest of the family and their phones were just fine. It was the damn phone! What can I say...don't buy LG Electronics. Their phones suck!

Fortunately, or not so fortunately, my youngest son lost his phone last week. He is the lucky recipient of the "crap phone" and I decided to splurge with my first pay check from the new job and bought a totally awesome Treo 650.

I've just spent most of the day putting all my life into it. Address books, calendar events, business, etc. I'm bleary eyed and pooped. Isn't any wonder I've written the most boring post of my life about cell phones for God's sakes?!! I love my phone...but I'm tired!

I'm Tired

By Gizem Saka