Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Addiction!

I have a confession to make... I am addicted. It has a grip on my life that I can't shake... I wake up in the morning, and can't function without it. I do it in between errands, late at night, at lunch time...

Oh of course you guessed it... no, not drugs or drinking... not caffeine or chocolate... yes, the internet. (no, not THAT part of the internet, either!) Just the plain old internet, checking on blogs and friends, listening at noon to my favorite podcast, keeping in touch with the world throughout the day.

I don't watch TV hardly at all, except for an occasional "Deadliest Catch" or if Bob tells me that there's a good Mythbusters on. Sometimes a little news in the morning, sometimes a little Weather Channel if we're having some weird weather going on... oh, and of course when we had the bad fires, we had our local station on 24/7. Other than that, nada.

So yesterday, when the internet went from intermittent to nonexistent, I had withdrawals. Got the shakes. Called tech support, couldn't get it fixed (but the young lady had lovely English, with just a touch of Hindi) It finally took a total of three calls to tech support, and my son Bob, who had to bypass the router and redo the cable from the modem to the computer. So, thank GOODNESS we have our internet back!

Speaking of my favorite blogger... I don't usually talk politics, it just isn't a good idea to bring politics into a relationship where I know that some of my customers will be of a different 'flavor'. But my husband was in the Navy for 14 years, and I was a Navy wife before I was a ceramist, so you will have to forgive me if this isn't your cuppa tea, but for those of you who are interested, there is a contest going on, that will buy care packages for our troops. Ed Morrissey has been my favorite blogger since soon after 9/11, and even though he is now part of a larger blog, I still think that his no-nonsense, slightly libertarian, Minnesota-nice way of looking at politics is the closest to my own feelings. No one will ever agree on every single thing, but Ed is pleasant to listen to, thoughtful, and reasonable. I listen to his podcast at noon every day that I can. Anyway, if you would like to contribute to the purchasing of care packages for the troops (and be on Ed's team, the Steamers) please click here. Just some simple items for our troop's comfort...

4 comments:

Laura Dotson-Thomson said...

You are not alone! I have recently come to the same realization, and don't know how to break it (nor do I think I can). I NEED MY NET!!! hehehe. Hello, my name is Laura, and I'm a net-aholic. Seriously.
Thanks for the troop support (from the current active duty Marine wife who hasn't seen her husband in over a month...)

Joanie said...

Laura, my thoughts are with you and your husband. My hubby did several stints in the Gulf, as a Gunners Mate, and both my kids were born during his service. It's a tough path. We donate to Soldiers Angels regularly, but this contest makes the donations fun, too, since the bloggers are challenging each other to get the most donations. Go Steamers! And if you ever just need to chat, Laura, send me an email. :-)

Lynn W said...

My internet was down for nearly 24 hours last week. I felt so cut off from the world (cable was also out, it was from a thunderstorm). And to top that off I'm a web site designer, so I was cut off from work, too. I was never so happy to see those little lights on the modem blinking at my the next morning.

My hubby is retired AF, and spent some time in Iraq as well. He and his car club are gathering items for a care package for a member that just left for Iraq in the last month or two, probably for 15 months.

Joanie said...

That's wonderful, Lynn, what your husband and his car club are doing will make a lot of difference for that man. In the toughest times, he can remember that he has friends who care. Thank your husband for his service, from us, please.
My hubby wasn't in danger from much when he was in the Gulf, aside from athlete's foot and the misery of hundreds of guys in a hot ship under severe water rations. (they used a lot of water to keep the missiles cool, which was more important than showers!) So I totally admire those who put themselves in such danger.