Every once in a while I get in a strange mood and start cleaning.  Like today for instance….I was drying dishes and realized that since I was using the last clean towel I would be forced to throw a load of towels in the washer.  I looked around and decided even though they didn’t need it yet, I would do the bathroom towels as well to even the load.  And with that small decision I suddenly went into action. 

I ambitiously decided that while the towels were in the wash I’d run the vacuum.  Normally I never vacuum.  Since I have a cleaning service come in every two weeks I don’t want to go overboard.  But today I decided to “let go” a little.  I even removed the couch cushions and attacked the window sills. 

Once the vacuuming was done I hit the bathrooms.  This is when Jerry noticed.  I think he got a little scared, especially when he saw me pull out the Clorox bleach pen and open the toilet seat.  “Don’t worry honey, ” I said in as calm a voice as possible, “just leave me alone and I’ll be back to normal soon.”  When he saw that I knew what I was doing he seemed to relax a little and slowly backed off. 

Luckily the cleaning spurt was short lived.  Tackling toilets usually seems to bring me back to my senses.  And the towels?  They’re still in the drier. 

It’s been a year since I’ve finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and I’m ready to fill the void.  Luckily one of my young 20-something friends at work, Mimi, recommended the perfect fix:  Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.  Great pick Mimi!  I was hooked by page 2.  And now I am absolutely fascinated with vampires.  Luckily Meyer’s second book of the Twilight series, New Moon, of which I have just completed chapter 2, seems to give more insight into the life of a vampire and, I hope will get into other cool things about them. 

My new vampire fixation seems determined because as luck would have it, two weeks ago I happened to stumble across the new HBO series, True Blood.  My god what a find that was!  In True Blood the vampires are "out of the coffin" and are able to live in the outside  world with the rest of us, their thirst for human blood satisfied by a synthetic substance marketed as "TruBlood."  I am anxiously waiting for episode three, tonight. 

In the meantime I purchased Dead Until Dark by Charlaine Harris.  HBO’s True Blood is based on Harris’ Southern Vampire mysteries.  I’m looking forward to seeing how closely the book follows the HBO version.  I’m also hoping the book will give me more details on vampire lore because it appears that vampire traits differ depending on the story.  For example, the Twilight vampires can and do go out during the day but they prefer not to because it makes them stand out too much.  In Twilight Edward’s skin glitters like diamonds in the sun and he seems to enjoy it.  So far the True Blood vampires do not go out in the day and it is inferred to be for the traditional reasons. 

Edward also cannot have sex with his human girlfriend Bella, telling her his super vampire strength would kill her in the process.  This is a clever theory but I suspect it is simply a creative way to encourage abstinence in teenagers and perfectly reasonable given Twilight’s young adult readers.  In True Blood there is plenty of vampire sex going on and it is a little rough, but the humans seem to deal with it fine so far. 

The one thing that is consistent is the fact that vampires are HOT.  And their attraction to specific humans seems to be conflicted with their desire to also drink that person’s blood.  One thing I have concluded for myself, I don’t care how hot a vampire is, I’m staying away.  Besides the fact that I’m a happily married woman, involvement with a vampire seems like a very bad idea. 

When I first met Jerry, before we were married or even dating, he told me “The woman who’s with me can always be assured of two things:  her car will always run and her PlayStation will never skip.”  I knew then that he was the man for me.

And as a sign of confirmation, shortly after we got engaged and I moved in with him the timing belt on my car broke leaving me stranded on the east bay side of 92.  It was on May 2, 2003, the very day after I handed the keys of my apartment to the property manager.  Three days later, thanks to Jerry’s keen research skills (the engines on the 1994 Ford Escort LX are one of the few from that era which automatically shut off and do not crack in the event of a timing belt break) and smooth handling of shady mechanics my car was running once again.

As for the other thing that, as Jerry’s wife I can be assured of, I’ve come to understand that  “PlayStation” which is in fact a computer entertainment system, actually means “any electronic device” when it comes the vow uttered to me that day so many years ago.   Jerry may not be big on romantic nights at the opera and he has no idea what my favorite flower is but in the five years of our marriage he has always made sure I’ve had the finest in electronic and entertainment products: phones that do everything but the laundry, giant televisions that scare the maids, satellite services with thousands of TV and music channels and desktop computers lovingly built with enough technology and power to run the Pentagon.

Tonight I got my latest sign of Jerry’s love: an MSI Wind.  I thinkmsi_wind_love_250 that’s what it’s called.  I actually don’t know for sure.  All I know is that Jerry has been looking for one for months all because he knows it will be the perfect sized and best performing laptop for me.  And this is why I love Jerry.

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Inserting photos seems fairly easy. 

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And I like some of the features. 







Adding text after is a little tricky. 

Testing Windows Live Writer.  Jerry says it’s really easy.  I’ve loaded some plug-ins.  Most of them made no sense at all to me so I stuck to the ones that looked like ones I’d maybe use like Insert Facebook Photos, Insert Amazon Link, Insert WikiPedia Link…  But really all I want to do is write.