Factory Reset

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I reset my HTC Evo 3D. I even wiped the SD card. So far it seems better. It’s responsive, finally. Fingers crossed it keeps behaving.

This afternoon, a client said to me that I reminded her of her cousin. We are both tall with similar voices, she said.

“What does she do?”

“She’s an aerialist”

“An aerialist?”

“She’s in the circus… she flies around on a trapeze.”

Ok.

I had quite a day yesterday. Christmas Brunch at Erin’s. I got to see Cathy and RJ’s honeymoon pictures. Looking at them frolicking in Australia, I couldn’t help but marvel at how things change. I remember when RJ announced his engagement to Cathy on Facebook. It was on Christmas day last year. At that time, I was waiting for PB to propose to me. He had promised to propose on New Year’s Eve. Of course, it didn’t quite happen that way. I remember feeling so destroyed when New Year’s Eve rolled around and nothing happened. I think it was the next day that I told PB I was finished with him and that he should pack his bags and leave. Instead of leaving he finally produced the long anticipated ring. It was too late. I remember my gut told me to run. I didn’t run but nor did I say yes. I kept thinking he would re-propose the right way. He didn’t. He did eventually take the cheap ring back. Couple months later, my father died and my eyes finally opened and courage returned. I ended the 5 year relationship by not returning his 3 phone calls. Yep.

Looking at Cathy and RJ and seeing how happy they are, I kept thinking how lucky I am. I could have married PB and then I’d be divorced by now. I stayed in that relationship for so long because I feared being alone and single and back in the dating pool. I am so much happier now. Life is so much better. Why was I so scared to be on my own? Why did I put up with so much crap for so long?

I brought Big E with me to Erin’s brunch. On our drive to her house, he didn’t throw any tantrums and while we were there, he was friendly and talkative. Imagine that! It was stress-free and totally enjoyable. My life has changed.

After brunch, we went to Asbury Park. We sat on a bench on the boardwalk and watched the moon hover above the ocean, leaving a trail of light across the waves. Once we were sufficiently frozen, we entered the Pinball museum and played Skeeball and other games for a half hour. Instead of going straight home, we went to Shady Brook Farm and drove through their Holiday Light Show.

180 degrees. And with the exception of my father not being here, I am happy with the changes.

Android Apps

Decided to do a factory reset of my HTC Evo 3D. It’s been acting funky beyond funky. I honestly thought I’d get at least a year out of it before it started slowing down… but nope… only 3 months. I took it to a Sprint store the other week and they insisted nothing was wrong with it. Let’s try a factory reset and see if that helps.

I am going to reinstall the following apps:

Google Calendar
Gmail
ColorNote
Facebook
Flashlight
Foursquare
Google+
ImDb
Juice Defender
LinkedIn
MagicHour
Google Maps
Match.com
Facebook Messenger
MyDays
Pandora
Peep
Google Talk
Google Voice
WordPress
Yelp
YouTube
Google Reader
Tip Calculator
Swype

Ichiban

And Google’s transcription: Hmm. Ohh and I want to know what you’re not answering your phone call. I can go yen. Hey, hey, we love you hey okay. Yeah it. Hey, Long earn hey ring hang. Hey. Ha. Ha. Ha. Hey, I don’t know where they We’re in ha ha. I have hey. Hey, We’re a. I will. I love you hey and who I pool. O. O, hey. You have to. Hello, I man, hey hello, hey man, you should.

Alive, really

Yeah, I am still around. Thanksgiving was oddly nice. I was so worried. Aunt Helen invited us to her house. Surrounded by family, everything went well. Yes, I spent most of the time thinking of my dad and deep frying turkey and Thanksgivings past but it wasn’t awful or gut wrenching.

Hopefully we will spend Christmas in Chicago with Sharon and her family. Finger’s crossed it’ll happen.

In other news, I went to the Philadelphia Winter Beer Festival on Saturday. Apparently beerfests happen ALL YEAR ROUND! I brought Big E with me… I think that’s how I will refer to him. Big E. Although I realized he’s not 6’7 as previously reported. I think he’s 6’4 or 6’5. He does have the longest, most loveliest, silky blond hair and mutton-chop sideburns I’ve ever seen. Lisa approves of him so all is well. I think it’s perfectly okay to report these facts since Big E does not own a computer or an email address. I find his lack of technology extremely attractive.

As soon as Big E left my side, the girls descended upon me! “Donna! How old is he?”
“18”
“He is not 18! What is his age?!?!”
“He’s 34”
“He looks so much younger.”
“Wait, younger than 34 or younger than ME!?!”
“Oh, yeah, 34. Yeah. 34.”

I am feeling pretty happy right now. Despite the fact that I apparently look like I am dating a kid. 🙂

Exhausted

I wonder if I need a vacation? The last few days have seen me totally and utterly exhausted. I can’t believe that staying out late one night would be enough to crash me.

Thanksgiving is rapidly approaching. Thanksgiving was my dad’s holiday. He loved deep frying the turkey. He loved how the neighbors would line up to get their turkeys thrown into the vat. I can’t imagine Thanksgiving without him. We’re trying to figure out what to do… clearly deep frying without him is out of the question. Aunt Helen invited us to her house for dinner. Maybe that’s what we’ll do.

Uncle Dick died yesterday. He’s not a blood relative. Just a friend of the family for as long as I can remember. I tell you, they are all dropping like flies. Daddy. Mary’s husband. Rose’s husband. Sheila’s husband. And now Allison’s husband, Uncle Dick. I hope this is the last for awhile.

Conversation with Li

“Did you hear the news? Mordecai died. But Princess Bubblegum is okay.”

“Where did you get the names Mordecai and Princess Bubblegum?”

“The kids came up with them”

“Your kids came up with Mordecai for a pet frog? I find that hard to believe”

“Really, they did! The names are from some tv show.”

“What show?”

“I can’t remember. They wanted to name Mordecai Michael Jackson but I was like, no fucking way, kids!

“I went out with Don yesterday.”

“Where did you go?”

“We went out with a bunch of people from the conference.”

“How was it?”

“Odd, we were sitting next to each other but we weren’t doing anything to clue people in that we’ve gone out a couple times, yet the guy sitting across from us asked if we were a couple!”

“That’s because Don was peeing on you.”

“WHAT!?!”

“Men have a way of laying claim to a woman… he was marking his territory, probably with his eyes.”

“Here’s the weird part, just this morning I was talking to one of the guys from back when PB and I were doing all that Ron Paul stuff and I mentioned that PB and I aren’t together anymore and he said that he never realized PB and I were a couple. Isn’t that weird?”

“That bastard never pissed on you.”

“But Don pissed right on me in the restaurant, huh?”

“IT’S A HYPOTHETICAL PEE, DONNA!”


This image was snapped earlier this year. Apparently someone wrote my name in snow outside my front door.

The Modern World, Jerk

Going through old voicemails, I found this:

7/21/09 10:11 PM 2 years ago

I was testing out Google Voice with my dad…

Hearing his voice, it’s hard to believe that it’s going to be 7 months tomorrow that he’s been gone. I miss him so much. I miss him so much.

Hello? You there?

Gosh, I’ve been quiet. It’s hard. I don’t want to write about business and when I am not conducting business, I am dating… or trying to date. And I did say that I don’t want to love blog this time which really throws a wrench into the whole blogging about my life thing I got going on here.

It seems like it’s either feast or famine. I am either dating tons of guys or I can’t find a date. Right now I am feasting. I’ve been out with a very nice gentleman who stands 6’7, with long, silky blond hair and thick mutton chop sideburns, 3 times. I’ve also gone out 3 times with a 50-something-year-old man with 4 kids, ages 17-24. Oddly enough, I met neither man on Match. But no more love blogging from me. That’s all I will say.

What else? I don’t know. I saw my favorite band, The Rivers Rockabilly Trio perform last Friday. It was fantastic! Danced my ass off.

Wishlist update

Just noticed I could cross two items off my wishlist— I toured the Yuengling Factory in Pottsville and I got hardwood floors in my parlor and dining room. Yeah, these things were accomplished awhile ago but I plum forgot to cross them off the list.

Thinking about it, I do think I need to go through and update the list. There’s certain things that are missing… things that I am aiming for currently that weren’t in my thoughts when I first compiled the list. Gosh has my life changed since I made up that list.

Yesterday was the Newtown Original Brewfest. I went with Lisa and her friend Christina and we met up with my two favorite German teachers. One had been my German teacher back in 1989. The other is the older brother of an old schoolmate of mine. I also met a Colombian man named Julian. I do love beerfests. I love how it starts off all stuffy yet by the end, everyone is hugging each other, taking insane pictures and dancing in that inimitable, white, drunk way.

I am trying to enjoy October. It’s my favorite month and yet it just screams past me. That might be why I agreed to go for a ride in an ex’s convertible and walk with him in Tyler. No worries people… it wasn’t PB. PB has seemingly ceased to exist. The only thing that remains is an occasional impersonal email about upcoming technology workshops and the odd Facebook status message. Gosh has my life changed.

The nice thing is I’ve started speaking German again. Horribly.