My Unhealthy Relationship with Google

I have a relationship with Google. Some might say it's "unhealthy" or that it's "unnatural" but I don't feel the need to label my relationship with Google. Google is a wonderful search engine, as many of you know, and in so many ways, I consider it to be unlimited. Unfortunately, Google does have its limits and when I find it does, it's very distressing. To list a few...

1) Google can't help me find my keys. At least once or twice a week, I misplace the key to my car and my first thought is, "I'll google it!" But of course, Google won't have an answer for me. It can tell me how to find my keys with key alarms, once I've found my keys of course. And then I have to keep track of a key alarm. What makes them think we can keep track of those if we can't keep track of the keys? I digress...Anyway, Google can't help me find my keys.

2) Google can't tell me where my Mozambique DVD is. I think of this all the time and I want to Google where it's at, but it can't tell me. Very disappointing.

3) Google can't tell me why my dog sleeps like this:

4) Google can't tell me why, when she wakes up, she will sneeze 20 times then promptly return to her slumber.

5) Google can't tell me if there is anything good in my fridge. I can, however, tell Google that, no, there is nothing good in my fridge. I'm the expert on this. I have opened it approximately 42 times and raised my electric bill another $100 to learn this. No food regenerates in the fridge when you close it. But Google still can't tell me there is nothing in there, I have to get up and look those 42 times.

6) Google can't tell me why our goats like to do this:

7) Or why our horses do this:

8) Google also can't tell me why quail cross the road. In our area, chickens don't cross the road, quail do.

The reason that Google can't tell me these things is because Google can't really tell anyone anything. Google runs off the information others posted. It merely helps us find it. Alas, it still can't help me find my keys but I will still want to ask it to do so.

Googled out,

FFR

Remember those clouds?

Remember the clouds I was talking about a couple of days ago? Well, yesterday's ride was complete with very similar clouds. So here's some pictures to make you see why your host was so happy about clouds.

I really do love these clouds. I mean, really really love clouds. I used to think, as a child, that heaven was on a cloud so anytime a cloud floated overhead, I thought that it was heaven floating over. I guess, that's probably why I have such a strong attachment to these beautiful things. And the fog, that's like a hug for me. Ah well, with the inevitable plunge in to winter, I will get to see my clouds...and I will see my rain. And I'm sure, long before it's over, I'll whine at least once...or ten times...or so...about how much I hate the rain and the mud. But for now, let me relish my once-forgotten friends. The romance won't last long...just the like the romance with the sun in summer. That's even shorter.

I enjoy the sun so long as it heats the pool...then I want it to go away because , like every year, I don't use the pool...because I don't like having to go out in the sun. Using it in the evening is acceptable...but then it's still hot and kind of muggy. Who likes that? So really, I should just live somewhere where it's cloudy, never hot, and doesn't have a lot of mud...Who's up for a trip to Antarctica?!

Looking for winter,

FFR

My Butt Is Gone...This concerns me greatly

Seven of us went on a motorcycle ride today. That includes Hubby and me. It was going to be nine but two of our riders bailed. We think it's because they knew what was going to happen to us. Anyway, seven of us took off on our motorcycle trip. 180+ miles all over the place. We went to check out a campground and to have some fun. Here's some photos...

Uncle G and Aunt J (not to be confused with MIL J) on their rented bike...which they will hopefully buy. Which all of us mentioned...a few times...not to push or anything...but in case they forgot...because that would be awesome...


There they are again. They're having fun aren't they? Maybe you should tell them to buy it...


FIL D, MIL J on the trike and Uncle G and Aunt J on the bike...but you know that now.


This is Uncle R. He's a lot of fun. He brought up the rear for us on this ride.


This is why we think Uncle D and Aunt A ditched the ride. They knew we were going to be rained on.


But it was only a little rain...and they missed this. These beautiful winding roads.


But they probably had forewarning about this too...traffic. Bad in a car, worse in a stick shift...worst on a motorcycle. No joke...it's terrible.

Worse still? My butt hurt so bad on the ride home...seriously, the last 20 minutes was unbearable. All of us kept shifting around on our bikes, trying to find a place that didn't make us go numb or cry. None of us are used to that long of a ride. I used to be, not anymore though. Still, it was loads of fun!

Numb Butts,

FFR

Oh Clouds, Where Have You Been?!

Today, clouds returned to our valley. They looked nothing like these.

Or these.

Rather, they were dark, looming, heavy clouds. They looked like they could let loose a nice sprinkling for us. They didn't, but their mere presence made me immensely happy. Here's why:

1) I don't like the sun

2) I don't like heat

3) I like the cold

4) I love clouds

5) I really really don't like the sun

So the clouds rolled in, and your host was very happy. They even stuck around all day...blocking out the sun. All day long. All...day... For those of you who get the winter blues...I'm sorry, I'm the opposite of you.

And now, for something completely different.

Tomorrow we have a big motorcycle ride. No running out of gas this time, Hubby topped it off...(but I did put some cash in my bag just in case we need to pay a tow truck driver for his gas). I trust Hubby, I really really do...but our last ride...just saying. I do trust him though.

Waiting for fun,

FFR

Moonlighting of the Sunflower

Remember Hubby? How late he was last night? Well, finally, on his way home he calls me. He tells me that he is going to be home in an hour and that I should look out at the moon. So I tell him I'm going to hang up on him and go take pictures. He was a little upset...me ditching him and all. But I ditched him anyway. Then I went outside with my happy little tripod and my happy little camera and my happy little lens. Emphasis on little. For when I went out to our driveway, I discovered that my lens was indeed way too small for this project. Hike back to the house I did.

And I got my happy big lens. And all was right with the moon.

Do you hear the howling?


I discovered last night, there are a lot of scary noises on the ranch at night.


I love this picture. I think it's beautiful.


I love our runway down the driveway.


The previous picture was done in shutter speed mode. This one was done in no flash mode. Big difference.


This is what sunflowers look like at night. Not much different from the day.




Because of the dark, I couldn't see the spider. I'm really glad, I didn't touch the flower.


In these ones, no spider exists.


But he's there...oh he's there.

I don't like spiders. I don't like much anything that crawls...unless it's Hubby crawling underneath the truck. That's a good crawling. Hubby knows I don't like crawling things. Ask him yourself. Ask him about how I woke him up at 6:45 this morning on his day off...to kill a crawling bee. *Shudder* And like a good hubby, he did it. Just for me.

Creepy Crawlies,

FFR