Today is Sunday, February 4 and there are only 280 days
until my birthday, for those of you who may have missed it this past year. Today we remember the birthdays of Tadeusz
Kosciusko, Mark Hopkins and Chastity Bono.
On this day in 1789 the first electoral college chose Washington and
Adams as President and Vice President, in 1849 the University of Wisconsin
began in one room with 20 students and in 1972 Senator Strom Thurmond suggested
that John Lennon be deported. In Sri
Lanka it is Independence Day, in Switzerland it is Homstrom, celebrating the
end of winter, and in the US it is National Create a Vacuum Day and National
Homemade Soup Day.
Well, here we are in February already. It is hard to believe that January has gone
by so quickly. So here is what I can
tell you about the month. It is the
second month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian calendars. The Roman month Februarius was named after the Latin term februum, which
means purification, via the purification ritual Februa held on February 15 (full moon) in the old lunar Roman
calendar. Historical names for February
include the Old English terms Solmonath (mud month) and Kale-monath (named for
cabbage). In Finnish, the month is
called helmikuu, meaning "month of the pearl"; when snow melts
on tree branches, it forms droplets, and as these freeze again, they are like
pearls of ice.
February birth flowers are the violet and the common
primrose. The birthstone is the
amethyst, which symbolizes piety, humility, spiritual wisdom and
sincerity. The month is also American
Heart Month, Black History Month and National Bird-Feeding Month. That should give you more than enough to talk
about at all those February parties you go to.
We finally got our Christmas tree down this past week. The decorations have been removed and stored
for several weeks, but we could not put the tree away because we were waiting
for the storage bag we ordered. The bag
was originally ordered just after the holiday.
We received notification that it had been shipped and we were given a
tracking number. I checked and found
that it been scanned into the major distribution center in Secaucus on January
14. I thought that we would probably see
it in a couple days. Silly me!
A week later it still had not been received so I emailed the
parcel delivery service and asked what the holdup was. I pointed out that I could drive to Secaucus
in less than an hour so I was not sure why it was taking so long to get it
here. They responded saying that the
company that I bought it from would have to start the investigation as they
restricted the delivery company from doing so.
I said that I thought that was ridiculous. The package had been scanned in at their
facility, so that meant that they had it in their possession, somewhere.
I asked how it was possible that the company who sold it to
me could prevent them from going into their own system to look for a package
that they already had. I then asked how
the company would even know that they had looked. I also expressed my dissatisfaction because
now I would have to pay extra to have packages shipped by their competitor. They stopped corresponding with me. Go figure!
Now I had to go to the company and order another one as a
replacement. I told them what had
occurred and requested the replacement.
I again got the tracking number and followed up, again showing that it
was in transit, had been scanned into the Secaucus facility and I could expect
delivery by Thursday. It actually showed
up on Thursday. Barbara was tempted to
get Valentine’s Day decorations for us to put on the tree. I said I was glad it came so that I could get
the tree put away before I had to start dusting it. The last thing I need to do is watch my bills
to make sure they do not charge me twice for it.
I have been wondering, lately, what it would be like if our
electronic devices started having an attitude with us. I use a GPS system in my car to go places I
have never been to before. I also use it
for places I have been to because it will give me real-time traffic
updates. When I am first departing, it
always wants me to go a certain way. I
sometimes go a different way because I have to stop for coffee or gas or just
want to start out going my own way. The
GPS will keep trying to get me back on the route it has selected. I am waiting for it to say something like,
“Fine. If you think you know better than
I do, then just go whatever way you want,” or “Are you hard of hearing? I said turn right.” The device will also tell me if there is a
traffic delay and offer me an alternative route that may be slightly
faster. I usually select to stay on the
route I am on. I keep expecting to hear,
“I am trying to make your trip faster. I
can only help so much. You have to work
with me a little.”
We have one of those devices that can answer questions, work
the thermostat, tell lousy jokes and play music. Sometimes we ask for music and it responds,
but doesn’t play music, so we request it again.
I almost expect to hear, “I heard you.
Give me a minute.” Or I can hear
my mother saying, “I wish you would respond as quickly as you want me to.” When the day comes that these devices become
that human, I am moving to the woods – with just my phone and my iPad, of
course.
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