7/28/2013

weekly update 7/28/2013

Due to the hacking experience this week, and other issues of privacy, I've changed the name of the blog.  Only the name has been changed.

I'll tell you -- this was not a good week.

My computer got a virus, and my email was hacked. Since I know so little about this stuff, I didn't even know what was going on. But it was incredibly slow whenever I tried to load something, and the keyboard wouldn't work when I tried to compose messages on the laptop (the ipod was ok). So, I had to take the laptop into the repair shop for diagnosis & repair. He said I'd loaded a virus without realizing it when I “updated” adobe flash. And, when he fixed it, I lost my homepage (that I can fix), all my bookmarks and my history (those I can't find). So I've been trying to slowly rebuild. Yahoo also closed my accounts and forced me to change my password because they thought something had been compromised, but I needed to wait 36 hours before they would allow me to do that.

Like I need this shit.

I spend most of the week in the condo, pouting. 

 

But, congratulations to the Duke & Duchess of Cambridge on the Birth of baby George. I'm somewhat of an anglophile, so this was interesting for me. I guess if you've only got a handful of names available to chose from, George is as good as any.

And then on Saturday, I began to think that enough is enough, and I headed out to conquer another item on my summer bucket list. I put the top down on the car and drove south past Darien, almost to Jeykll, and visited Hofwyl-Broadfield Plantation. This was once a thriving rice plantation on the Altamaha River. Five generations of the same family lived there beginning in 1806 until the last surviving member died in 1973 and left the estate to the State of Georgia. It is now a state park. The drive down was the best part of the day. The black flies at the plantation were incredibly annoying, the guide tour guide in the main house was frustrated that he had to give a tour for just me when no one else was there (man, I hope I never give anyone that feeling at DH!) and he hurried through it. Also, he spoke so softly I could barely hear him. And it rained - no it wasn't just rain, it was a horrific storm - as I drove back to Savannah. I made the biggest margarita you've ever seen when I finally got back to the condo. 

the main house was built in the 1840's. Charleston, it's not, but it does have some charm

I can't believe I was able to get a picture of myself while I'm not swatting at the flies

 

Today was Bonaventure day, and I was to help at the visitor center for the afternoon. Since there was another volunteer during that time, I went to the historic district and wandered around, hoping to answer questions there if anyone needed more info. But, I think they mostly were suspicious of me, and thought that I was checking them out for inappropriate behavior. And the few people who did have questions were asking where to find the Bird Girl from the Midnight in the Garden of Good & Evil book - she's not there; she was moved at the request of the family in 1994. So I wasn't that much help to those people, and I probably will not try that again.