For my niece’s birthday party yesterday, I was tasked with shuttling my 93-year-old grandmother back and forth to the party. For the days leading up to the party, she kept telling me she didn’t want to go (she wanted to go) because she has such trouble walking these days and she uses a walker now when she leaves the house and its such a hassle to take it down the 5 steps off the front porch and then fold it up to put it in the car (there’s no need to fold it to put it in the car) and then there’s a few more steps to get into my brother’s house, and she didn’t want me to deal with all that trouble (it’s no trouble).
Yesterday morning she finally relented and agreed to go to the party, but only on the condition that she would use her cane instead of her walker because all the trouble the walker would cause. She spent about half of the drive apologizing for all of the trouble she was putting me through. When we got to my brother’s house and I helped her get out of the car, she had to pause for a few seconds to get her balance and she complained some more that she shouldn’t have come because she’s such a burden.
The whole time I’m insisting that this is not trouble and that I’m happy to take her back and forth, but she doesn’t believe me. In her defense, she’s been conditioned to feel this way because her children have for much of her life, but especially in the 15 years since my grandfather died, been constantly telling her what a burden she is.
Her grandchildren, though, treat her much better. Especially my brother, who usually visits her at least once a week, and often takes her grocery shopping. For the past month or so, though, he’s been traveling for work, so he hasn’t been by as much.
Anyway, she had a nice time at the party, and listening to all her complaining was worth it when she saw my brother and said, “I haven’t seen you in a couple of weeks. It looks like you’ve put on weight.”
5:42 pm is an appropriate bedtime for children 10 and under, isn’t it.?
I read this, so now you have to, too.
Even when the leech started to make its way out of her nose, bartender Daniela still thought it was a blood clot.
She said: “I saw him so many times but I just sniffed him back up. I tried to blow him out and grab him but I couldn’t get a grip of him before he retreated back up my nose.
Kathy just crossed the finish line in Chicago!
Or the person she paid to carry her bib did.
Either way, someone finished.
I spent the day (7:30–4:00) at a soccer tournament in 47°F (8.3°C) temperatures and persistent rain watching one kid play soccer and listening to two other kids argue about a pink soccer ball.
It’s not running 26 miles, but it’s something.
How do they work?
Asking for a friend.
I just got Kathy on the train to the airport. She’s on her way to Chicago.
And so begins a new chapter in my life. I’m calling it “Alone With Three Kids for Five Days”.
That’s a little unwieldy, though. Maybe just “Survival”.
I picked the wrong week to quit banging my head on my desk
My office was hit by the CryptoWall virus yesterday afternoon.
Here’s a description:
When you are first infected with CryptoWall it will scan your computer for data files and “encrypt” them using RSA encryption so they are no longer able to be opened. Once the infection has encrypted the files on your computer drives it will open a Notepad window that contains instructions on how to access the CryptoWall Decryption Service where you can pay a ransom to purchase a decryption program. The ransom cost starts at $500 USD and after 5 days goes up to $750 with the cost increasing again after another 24 hours to a maximum ransom of $1,500 USD. This ransom must be paid in Bitcoins and sent to a Bitcoin address that changes per infected user.
An employee (not me) opened up an infected email attachment that launched the virus that encrypted the files on his computer and then started encrypting files on our server.
The employee didn’t realize his computer had been infected, and so the virus only stopped encrypting files when he turned off his computer to go home. It wasn’t until this morning that anyone realized what had happened.
Many areas of our server had sufficient security measures that prevented the virus from encrypting files in those locations; however, the virus still managed to encrypt about 16,000 files, from what I’m told.
We have yesterday’s noon backup files that we can restore from, which would mean we would lose any work done on those files from that point on. I’m told, though, that management is considering paying the ransom in order to not lose that afternoon’s work, and because restoring all those files will take considerable time. But from what I’ve read about the CryptoWall Decryption Service, decrypting all those files takes significant time, too, so I think the latter point isn’t really valid. Plus I don’t like the idea of paying ransom.
Be careful about what email attachments you open.