Back in the Saddle

22 Nov

I got my first Mac Classic in 1990–saved up my tips from a summer of waitressing after my freshman year of college and brought that baby home to my crummy little two room apartment in uptown New Orleans. Break-ins were rampant in my neighborhood back then, and when I went back to Virginia for Christmas that year, I hid my most prized possession in a laundry basket full of dirty clothes. Sure enough, it was spared when somebody broke in.  (I’m sure he was sorely disappointed as I had absolutely nothing else of value–I think he made himself a sandwich though…)

That machine got me through most of the next decade, although I left it at home during my two years in Paris (who needs word processing when you’re sucking the marrow out of life-right?). Then there was another aging desktop (maybe a souped up MacII? I struggle to recall..) that an old boyfriend passed on when he decided to get a better computer (for his twelve year old son). Anyway, it got me through a few years-way longer than that relationship I might add. And then…New York City and the charcoal gray clamshell iBook that rocked my world for several years.

I married a Mac lover (I frequently complain about our political divide, but as a friend recently pointed out, at least he’s not a PC guy.) And early in our marriage (when we had no kids, two incomes and money to burn), we bought our beautiful white iMac.  In 2004, that 17 inch screen seemed huge to me–it was nothing short of a revelation.

But after 7 years of bad practices, we ran that baby into the ground. One day last summer, it up and quit, and we’ve been offline ever since.  Well not entirely offline–as I mentioned in my last post (from August gaaaaah), we’ve been staying connected via our ass-kicking iPhones. While I haven’t really had the drive or ingenuity to post in this space without my desktop, I’ve been able to save my sanity with the occasional cathartic tweet.  Then a few weeks ago, a super generous friend passed on a functional Mini which we got up and running in time for winter parks and recreation registration (can’t have my boy miss out on dodgeball).   Meanwhile, we’re saving up for something awesome.

The last few months have felt pretty hazy without my desktop (then again I’ve been kind of hazy in general lately).  Steve Jobs, of course, is gone, and my own  life has been full of the usual stuff: the thrilling and the mundane, the frustrating and the joyful, swim practice and dance class, battles and reconciliations, friends and chickens. There have been lots of minor upheavals and sweet moments I’ve been dying to vent about/brag about/share.  I’m a little rusty, but I also have more free time than I’ve had in years, so time to pick myself up and brush myself off. The Exurban Cowgirl rides again. Yeehaw?

6 Responses to “Back in the Saddle”

  1. eileen November 23, 2011 at 12:48 pm #

    thank god you are back. my long haul through the internet desert to your blog oasis has ended. thanks for working out the mac thing and keep your contact stricken fellow mommies in mind

    • Janann November 23, 2011 at 3:18 pm #

      thanks em! feels good to be back at the keyboard.

  2. Stasha November 23, 2011 at 4:05 pm #

    Hope Santa passes by an Apple tree on his way to your house. Good to have you back my friend!

    • Janann November 23, 2011 at 4:09 pm #

      ha! thanks stasha–looking forward to my first listicle!

  3. Mama Mary November 29, 2011 at 11:38 pm #

    Love your writing style! Glad you’re riding/writing again and glad we connected via Twitter!

    • Janann November 30, 2011 at 9:48 am #

      Thanks and likewise Mama Mary!

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