452nd Friday Blog Roundup
I thought I was going to hate the new version of Gmail and dreaded seeing my inbox switch over, but I have to say, I am in love with the new system. My social media notifications go into one column, and I can read/delete/archive them in huge batches. Anything promotional goes into another column, and I can now quickly drag product pitches over there and never have to see them again. I’ll just comb through that column once a day to make sure no legitimate emails got stuck in there. It’s like having a turbo spam filter.
And then the rest of my emails are all coming into my normal inbox.
I get a lot of email every day, and a chunk of my evening is spent separating out the emails I need to read from the ones I just need to glance at and archive. And don’t even get me started on my annoyance over the amount of junk mail I receive. Now I can scroll down a column, hit “all” and poof — they’re gone. Archived. Trashed. Whatever I want.
Well done, Google.
Last week, we drove down to Carmen’s for water ice. As we drove over, I realized that I had no cash on me. I hate using a credit card for a small amount of money, so I decided that I would buy a Crave card (one of their gift cards) and use it immediately, keeping the remainder for another day. Problem solved.
Except when we stepped up to the door, there was a sign saying their credit card machine wasn’t working. We went inside anyway to see if it had miraculously been fixed and they just hadn’t taken the sign down. Alas, it was like Ladyhawke — they could only take cash, and we had no cash, no ATM card, no blank check. We only had the credit card, and they had a broken credit card machine.
We were going to have to leave without water ice.
I told the twins we could come back on the weekend, and the ChickieNob promptly began to cry. It had taken us a while to get there, she had debated flavours in the car, and now she was going to have to wait days for her water ice. Carmen’s is also nowhere near our house — a long drive — and she knows from past experience that the best laid plans sometimes don’t happen when we need to figure out how to get there again.
As we crossed the lot, we heard a woman call out to us. “Come back,” she said. “Let’s figure this out.”
So we went back in the store, and the owner came out from the back room. Apparently, after we walked out, the employee went to tell him how sad the ChickieNob had been, and being the parent of a similarly-aged kid, he decided that they must have water ice that day. They simply couldn’t be expected to wait. He brought out a portable credit card machine that they use for their carts, and rang up our water ice. It tasted even better than it would have if we hadn’t thought we wouldn’t be having water ice that day.
That’s the sort of nice step a family-owned business can do for its customers.
Later that weekend, we came back because I had indeed promised the kids water ice on the weekend. So they ended up getting two water ices in one week.
Thank you, Carmen’s, for not sending away two very sad eight-year-olds sans water ice.
And now the blogs…
But first, second helpings of the posts that appeared in the open comment thread last week. In order to read the description before clicking over, please return to the open thread:
- “This is my Therapy” (Mama Said Knock You Out)
- “Birth Plans” (Stumbling Gracefully)
- “Advice, and Double Dark Chocolate Beet Muffins” (A Half Baked Life)
- “Straddling Worlds” (Searching for Our Silver Lining)
- “Six Years into this Lonely Walk… Saudade” (The Empty Cookie)
Okay, now my choices this week.
No Kidding in NZ has a post about setting up your future when your future isn’t following the course you thought it would take. In other words, answering the internal question, “what’s next for me?” She writes, “When a big life goal – whether you’ve held it for your entire life, or simply the years in which you were trying to conceive – is taken away as an option, we often feel that we need to replace it with something equally big. How do we save the world, make a difference, feel as if we’ve achieved something, and leave our mark on the planet if we’re not going to be a parent?” She answers with her own advice for this question.
Starlit Dreams has a happy post about gratitude. Maybe it’s having read her for so long, to know how dark some of the dark days were, that it made me smile hugely to read her post and think about this happy space keeping her from sleep. May everyone get to feel that type of contentment in their lives.
On the opposite end was Baby, Borneo or Bust’s post about moving, also starting from a place of being unable to sleep. You can practically feel the excitement of the night before your life changes popping off the screen. Wishing her safe travels.
Lastly, Baby Makin’ has a post about when her job and her infertility collide. This line really moved me: “Will I ever be able to tell my child to ‘make something pretty!’ when I drop them off and see their excited faces when they bound up the stairs at pick up time with their project from the day?” And then this one: “I give her a small smile to try and make her feel better. She doesn’t know, however, that I’m crying inside, wondering if I’ll ever have a little girl like her.” That last one got me crying.
The roundup to the Roundup: Love the new Gmail. Thank you, Carmen’s. And lots of great posts to read. So what did you find this week? Please use a permalink to the blog post (written between July 12th and July 19th) and not the blog’s main url. Not understanding why I’m asking you what you found this week? Read the original open thread post here.