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Mar. 14th, 2005 02:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI missed our gaming sessions this weekend, but canceling them was definitely the right call. Scott rested as much as he could with Delia wanting his attention, and I think he was feeling a little bit better by last night. Though the new antibiotics are making him feel lousy. I hope they're doing something worthwhile and that the doctor hasn't just given them to him to look like he's doing something. This one's supposed to be, according to Scott, more 'general spectrum.'
In the afternoon, I watched the 1993 production of The Secret Garden. I enjoyed it quite a bit, and actually seeing the story (however tweaked) on the screen made me think about the story in ways I hadn't before. It's easy to forget quite how much of a brat Mary is because so much of the story is from her point of view. Watching her and Colin on the screen, it's much easier to understand why nobody'd want to spend much time around either of them. I also never really thought about how young Martha had to be or that Mrs. Medlock might love Colin or much about the realities of Victorian/Edwardian medicine and treatments for the bedridden. I also always had North American plants and animals in my head (particularly noticeable for the robin) and somehow, as a child, never thought about what a garden years overgrown would really look like. I've seen overgrown places, so it's not entirely ignorance.
Saturday night, all three of us went grocery shopping. I think Delia found it a bit weird since I don't usually go along, but she seemed to like my being there. She got upset every time I walked away from the cart, though. It was fine if Scott pushed the cart away from where I was. I just wasn't allowed to walk away. (In general, she's fine with leaving me behind and only gets upset when I seem to leave her behind.)
Sadly, I can think of two or three things that we were supposed to get that we forgot. Oh, well. Maybe Scott can pick them up tomorrow.
He won't be doing it today because his after work time today will be taken up with going to Comp USA. He wants to pick up a mini HD to hook to my laptop so that we can try to do a couple of things to repair a new problem.
Yesterday, my Netscape bookmarks file disappeared. It was there one minute and gone the next. We found the file that should contain my bookmarks, but it was completely empty. Scott spent a while trying to figure out what had happened, but we had promised to go visit his parents, so we had to set TechTool running and go.
If I'd been doing proper, thorough backups, this wouldn't be as much of a problem, but while I've been pretty religious about my documents, I haven't been so good about other things. The last copy of my bookmarks we could find was from last May. I want to cry over what I've lost, especially the stuff that I know is gone but can't remember enough about to find again easily. I've also lost the careful organization that I did of my bookmarks a few months ago, and I can't currently face trying to start that again.
We've also discovered that my CD drive isn't working quite right. It can read files, but it's having trouble burning anything. I think, I *hope*, that my third attempt at a quick and dirty backup before doing major work on the hard drive has worked, but I'll need to check it on our other machine once Delia goes down for her nap. The first attempt proved unreadable on the other machine. The second aborted in the middle of burning, saying that there'd been an error and that the disk was now unusable. It's the sort of thing that makes me want to bang my head on the table.
One good discovery was that is it possible to boot my laptop from our TechTool CD. It just takes about 15-20 minutes. On previous occasions, we'd given up and aborted the attempt after a few minutes. This time, we got distracted by Delia and just let it go. Neither of us has any idea why it takes so long.
A bit of poking around last night (with help from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hopeofdawn) revealed a possible cause of the bookmark loss-- Apparently there's an issue with Panther that causes Netscape to think that the file doesn't exist any more and create a 'new,' empty file with the exact same name in order to start up. Netscape saves the new file over the old, effectively destroying the bookmarks. We're not positive that that is what has happened, but it could well be since we found an empty file where my bookmarks ought to be.
I also can't get Netscape to start any more. I was running 7.2 (I couldn't get any later version to run last time I tried), but it won't work anymore. 7.1 will still work (with no bookmarks), but I had gone to 7.2 because 7.1 won't run a lot of webforms and balks at a few other things. I'm using Safari for the moment, but it's horrifically slow and often won't finish loading pages. Running it also tends to make Word crash more often.
I've had Firefox recommended to me, and I'll be looking into it. Eventually. I need some time to get over the upset of losing so much stuff that I used daily, weekly and so on. (I'm very annoyed with myself over this.) I suspect that I'm going to get seriously pissed off often throughout the process of switching to whatever I end up going with. I liked the set up I had with Netscape, and I haven't yet seen another program that does the same things. Most particularly, I haven't found anything else that combines an html composer with a browser.
I want a simple, WYSIWYG program that won't require me to learn html to do the sorts of things I've already got on my website. I want to be able to use it to connect to the websites I'm linking to while I'm composing so I can double check what I'm doing (I do a lot of work with fanfic recs, and I need to go to each website to get the author's name, double check the title, and skim enough of the story to remember it well enough to write the description/recommendation as I go).
For the browser side, I want tabs.
I want the program to tell me what the url is behind a text link *before* I click through (Netscape displays that at the bottom of the screen). This is particularly important for embedded e-mail addresses since I do not want to unify my e-mail and webbrowser and so won't be giving the browser the information to be able to send mail from my account.
I want to be able to set the browser to clear cookies and the cache every time I quit the program.
I want to be able to move text between the browser and Word without either of them crashing.
I want the browser to ask me before it downloads any files, plug-ins, etc., regardless of what links I click on and what's required to follow them. That is, I want the option of saying, "Oh, that's a download. I didn't realize. Screw it. I don't want it on my hard drive," and clicking 'cancel.'
I want the browser to let me know when I go to a secure page and when I leave.
I want an easy way to check through my bookmarks to see if any of them are dead (Netscape didn't have this. I can live without it, but it's a feature I'd love to have). I also want to be able to reorganize my bookmarks whenever I want to. Easily. To add, delete, rename, move things around and sort into new categories.
I want the browser to be able to save passwords and similar information but not to do so for any given site unless I specify that it should.
I'm sure there are other things I want from a browser, but this is what I can think of off the top of my head. I'll just add to the list if something else comes to mind.
We did have a good visit with Scott's parents. They were very happy to have a chance to see Delia, and she got their names right several times during the course of the afternoon. She was remarkably cheerful and energetic given that she'd only had a short nap. We had decided that waiting to head up there till after she napped wasn't logistically sound. Basically, she starts her nap sometime between noon and three each afternoon and sleeps one to four hours. With an eight o'clock bedtime, that doesn't leave much room for visiting people. So we just packed her up in the car at about nap time (later than we'd meant because of the bookmark fiasco). She slept a bit during the forty minute drive but woke when we arrived.
I'm finding myself with a serious case of house envy. Not the exterior and definitely not the location (It's a new construction subdivision with the houses pretty much identical on the outside and built together with garages between each 'house.' It's a long way from any public transportation, and there's nothing at all in walking distance). But they have so much space! And a sun porch that's warm enough when the sun's out that we could have a meal out there yesterday even though there was snow on the ground. And three full baths. A fully finished basement that doubles their square footage. Lots and lots of closets, several of them walk-in closets. If we had that house, we could fit all our stuff upstairs and build a real library in the basement...
But I doubt we're ever going to have the sort of money that would let us buy a place like that. Especially not in a location where I wouldn't be utterly isolated. This not being able to drive thing kind of limits our options. Somehow, though, I can't think of anything that would make the risks of doing it worthwhile, not when I have trouble tracking anything moving faster than about 15 miles per hour. Well, I'd drive in an emergency. I just mean that there's nothing that would make taking that risk routinely seem sane.
I think I'm kind of in a mental rut at the moment. Small things are seeming larger than they are, and I keep feeling depressed about all the things that we either can't currently do or will probably never be able to do. I wonder if it's hormonal? Somehow I doubt it. The timing's not right. It's probably more that Scott's been sick for weeks and that I'm worn thin. I haven't been out without Delia since early January, and it feels like the world's shrunk so that all there is is her and my laptop.
I'm still annoyed at Scott's employer for changing their vacation policy. When Scott turned in his vacation requests in January, he only got two days he asked for. All of the other requests were denied because some other people on his shift (with seniority over him) had already asked for them. The company used to allow two people per shift to be on vacation at the same time, but they change the policy this year. We've had to cancel our plans for Origins because Scott can't get the time off. I'm very disappointed about that. I was hoping for... I don't know... *something* from that trip, if only a change of scenery. Without an event like that, odds are that any vacation Scott takes will simply be spent at home. We really can't afford to travel, and Origins was going to be an extravagance, but...
Scott's mother said something about Delia being almost old enough for us to leave her at their place over night. I had to laugh. How on earth could we do that when she hardly knows them? When she's still nursing? When I have no way to leave her anywhere for even an hour so she can get used to the idea that life goes on when she doesn't have her parents right on hand. I did reiterate my standing invitation to my mother-in-law to visit any weekday morning that she'd like. She doesn't even have to let me go out, just visit and play with Delia so she become familiar. I think my MIL forgets that I can't just pop Delia into a car and drive up to visit.
Scott's sister stopped by briefly while we were there. Delia actually gave her a hug and managed to say something that sounded kind of like 'aunt.' Her aunt's name is a little challenging for Delia yet, but I'm sure she'll get it soon.
Scott got his birthday presents from his family. His parents gave him a set of quick change drill bits to go with the drill that he's had for a while. They also gave him two Star Trek movies on DVD, Star Trek VI and the Next Generation Borg one (I can't remember the title). His sister and her family gave him this neat device for peeling and coring apples. It's got a vise that can be attached to a table or countertop. The apple gets attached somehow, and then one can peel it by turning a crank. It's possible to adjust how thick the slice taken off it. I also seem to recall our brother-in-law saying it could be used to make curly fries and that sort of thing. Since Scott likes making apple pies, this is a good gift for him. It'll save him a lot of work once he figures out how to use it.
Delia started to melt down while we were all having dessert. Scott's mother had made a chocolate pudding cake that was mostly Delia-safe (It had walnuts in one half, and she's not supposed to have nuts for another 14 months). Delia wasn't interested in it. She kept saying, "Done!" We gave her some banana, and she ate that, but she wanted to be out of her booster seat and doing things. I persuaded her to taste the chocolate once, but she just doesn't seem to like the flavor much (and given that she can only have dark chocolate, it's not really all that surprising. I suspect that the bitter is just a bit too strong). I keep trying because I want to get her to eat enough so that I can tell if it gives her rash or not. I suppose I'll just have to wait till she's older to figure that one out.
In the afternoon, I watched the 1993 production of The Secret Garden. I enjoyed it quite a bit, and actually seeing the story (however tweaked) on the screen made me think about the story in ways I hadn't before. It's easy to forget quite how much of a brat Mary is because so much of the story is from her point of view. Watching her and Colin on the screen, it's much easier to understand why nobody'd want to spend much time around either of them. I also never really thought about how young Martha had to be or that Mrs. Medlock might love Colin or much about the realities of Victorian/Edwardian medicine and treatments for the bedridden. I also always had North American plants and animals in my head (particularly noticeable for the robin) and somehow, as a child, never thought about what a garden years overgrown would really look like. I've seen overgrown places, so it's not entirely ignorance.
Saturday night, all three of us went grocery shopping. I think Delia found it a bit weird since I don't usually go along, but she seemed to like my being there. She got upset every time I walked away from the cart, though. It was fine if Scott pushed the cart away from where I was. I just wasn't allowed to walk away. (In general, she's fine with leaving me behind and only gets upset when I seem to leave her behind.)
Sadly, I can think of two or three things that we were supposed to get that we forgot. Oh, well. Maybe Scott can pick them up tomorrow.
He won't be doing it today because his after work time today will be taken up with going to Comp USA. He wants to pick up a mini HD to hook to my laptop so that we can try to do a couple of things to repair a new problem.
Yesterday, my Netscape bookmarks file disappeared. It was there one minute and gone the next. We found the file that should contain my bookmarks, but it was completely empty. Scott spent a while trying to figure out what had happened, but we had promised to go visit his parents, so we had to set TechTool running and go.
If I'd been doing proper, thorough backups, this wouldn't be as much of a problem, but while I've been pretty religious about my documents, I haven't been so good about other things. The last copy of my bookmarks we could find was from last May. I want to cry over what I've lost, especially the stuff that I know is gone but can't remember enough about to find again easily. I've also lost the careful organization that I did of my bookmarks a few months ago, and I can't currently face trying to start that again.
We've also discovered that my CD drive isn't working quite right. It can read files, but it's having trouble burning anything. I think, I *hope*, that my third attempt at a quick and dirty backup before doing major work on the hard drive has worked, but I'll need to check it on our other machine once Delia goes down for her nap. The first attempt proved unreadable on the other machine. The second aborted in the middle of burning, saying that there'd been an error and that the disk was now unusable. It's the sort of thing that makes me want to bang my head on the table.
One good discovery was that is it possible to boot my laptop from our TechTool CD. It just takes about 15-20 minutes. On previous occasions, we'd given up and aborted the attempt after a few minutes. This time, we got distracted by Delia and just let it go. Neither of us has any idea why it takes so long.
A bit of poking around last night (with help from
hopeofdawn) revealed a possible cause of the bookmark loss-- Apparently there's an issue with Panther that causes Netscape to think that the file doesn't exist any more and create a 'new,' empty file with the exact same name in order to start up. Netscape saves the new file over the old, effectively destroying the bookmarks. We're not positive that that is what has happened, but it could well be since we found an empty file where my bookmarks ought to be.I also can't get Netscape to start any more. I was running 7.2 (I couldn't get any later version to run last time I tried), but it won't work anymore. 7.1 will still work (with no bookmarks), but I had gone to 7.2 because 7.1 won't run a lot of webforms and balks at a few other things. I'm using Safari for the moment, but it's horrifically slow and often won't finish loading pages. Running it also tends to make Word crash more often.
I've had Firefox recommended to me, and I'll be looking into it. Eventually. I need some time to get over the upset of losing so much stuff that I used daily, weekly and so on. (I'm very annoyed with myself over this.) I suspect that I'm going to get seriously pissed off often throughout the process of switching to whatever I end up going with. I liked the set up I had with Netscape, and I haven't yet seen another program that does the same things. Most particularly, I haven't found anything else that combines an html composer with a browser.
I want a simple, WYSIWYG program that won't require me to learn html to do the sorts of things I've already got on my website. I want to be able to use it to connect to the websites I'm linking to while I'm composing so I can double check what I'm doing (I do a lot of work with fanfic recs, and I need to go to each website to get the author's name, double check the title, and skim enough of the story to remember it well enough to write the description/recommendation as I go).
For the browser side, I want tabs.
I want the program to tell me what the url is behind a text link *before* I click through (Netscape displays that at the bottom of the screen). This is particularly important for embedded e-mail addresses since I do not want to unify my e-mail and webbrowser and so won't be giving the browser the information to be able to send mail from my account.
I want to be able to set the browser to clear cookies and the cache every time I quit the program.
I want to be able to move text between the browser and Word without either of them crashing.
I want the browser to ask me before it downloads any files, plug-ins, etc., regardless of what links I click on and what's required to follow them. That is, I want the option of saying, "Oh, that's a download. I didn't realize. Screw it. I don't want it on my hard drive," and clicking 'cancel.'
I want the browser to let me know when I go to a secure page and when I leave.
I want an easy way to check through my bookmarks to see if any of them are dead (Netscape didn't have this. I can live without it, but it's a feature I'd love to have). I also want to be able to reorganize my bookmarks whenever I want to. Easily. To add, delete, rename, move things around and sort into new categories.
I want the browser to be able to save passwords and similar information but not to do so for any given site unless I specify that it should.
I'm sure there are other things I want from a browser, but this is what I can think of off the top of my head. I'll just add to the list if something else comes to mind.
We did have a good visit with Scott's parents. They were very happy to have a chance to see Delia, and she got their names right several times during the course of the afternoon. She was remarkably cheerful and energetic given that she'd only had a short nap. We had decided that waiting to head up there till after she napped wasn't logistically sound. Basically, she starts her nap sometime between noon and three each afternoon and sleeps one to four hours. With an eight o'clock bedtime, that doesn't leave much room for visiting people. So we just packed her up in the car at about nap time (later than we'd meant because of the bookmark fiasco). She slept a bit during the forty minute drive but woke when we arrived.
I'm finding myself with a serious case of house envy. Not the exterior and definitely not the location (It's a new construction subdivision with the houses pretty much identical on the outside and built together with garages between each 'house.' It's a long way from any public transportation, and there's nothing at all in walking distance). But they have so much space! And a sun porch that's warm enough when the sun's out that we could have a meal out there yesterday even though there was snow on the ground. And three full baths. A fully finished basement that doubles their square footage. Lots and lots of closets, several of them walk-in closets. If we had that house, we could fit all our stuff upstairs and build a real library in the basement...
But I doubt we're ever going to have the sort of money that would let us buy a place like that. Especially not in a location where I wouldn't be utterly isolated. This not being able to drive thing kind of limits our options. Somehow, though, I can't think of anything that would make the risks of doing it worthwhile, not when I have trouble tracking anything moving faster than about 15 miles per hour. Well, I'd drive in an emergency. I just mean that there's nothing that would make taking that risk routinely seem sane.
I think I'm kind of in a mental rut at the moment. Small things are seeming larger than they are, and I keep feeling depressed about all the things that we either can't currently do or will probably never be able to do. I wonder if it's hormonal? Somehow I doubt it. The timing's not right. It's probably more that Scott's been sick for weeks and that I'm worn thin. I haven't been out without Delia since early January, and it feels like the world's shrunk so that all there is is her and my laptop.
I'm still annoyed at Scott's employer for changing their vacation policy. When Scott turned in his vacation requests in January, he only got two days he asked for. All of the other requests were denied because some other people on his shift (with seniority over him) had already asked for them. The company used to allow two people per shift to be on vacation at the same time, but they change the policy this year. We've had to cancel our plans for Origins because Scott can't get the time off. I'm very disappointed about that. I was hoping for... I don't know... *something* from that trip, if only a change of scenery. Without an event like that, odds are that any vacation Scott takes will simply be spent at home. We really can't afford to travel, and Origins was going to be an extravagance, but...
Scott's mother said something about Delia being almost old enough for us to leave her at their place over night. I had to laugh. How on earth could we do that when she hardly knows them? When she's still nursing? When I have no way to leave her anywhere for even an hour so she can get used to the idea that life goes on when she doesn't have her parents right on hand. I did reiterate my standing invitation to my mother-in-law to visit any weekday morning that she'd like. She doesn't even have to let me go out, just visit and play with Delia so she become familiar. I think my MIL forgets that I can't just pop Delia into a car and drive up to visit.
Scott's sister stopped by briefly while we were there. Delia actually gave her a hug and managed to say something that sounded kind of like 'aunt.' Her aunt's name is a little challenging for Delia yet, but I'm sure she'll get it soon.
Scott got his birthday presents from his family. His parents gave him a set of quick change drill bits to go with the drill that he's had for a while. They also gave him two Star Trek movies on DVD, Star Trek VI and the Next Generation Borg one (I can't remember the title). His sister and her family gave him this neat device for peeling and coring apples. It's got a vise that can be attached to a table or countertop. The apple gets attached somehow, and then one can peel it by turning a crank. It's possible to adjust how thick the slice taken off it. I also seem to recall our brother-in-law saying it could be used to make curly fries and that sort of thing. Since Scott likes making apple pies, this is a good gift for him. It'll save him a lot of work once he figures out how to use it.
Delia started to melt down while we were all having dessert. Scott's mother had made a chocolate pudding cake that was mostly Delia-safe (It had walnuts in one half, and she's not supposed to have nuts for another 14 months). Delia wasn't interested in it. She kept saying, "Done!" We gave her some banana, and she ate that, but she wanted to be out of her booster seat and doing things. I persuaded her to taste the chocolate once, but she just doesn't seem to like the flavor much (and given that she can only have dark chocolate, it's not really all that surprising. I suspect that the bitter is just a bit too strong). I keep trying because I want to get her to eat enough so that I can tell if it gives her rash or not. I suppose I'll just have to wait till she's older to figure that one out.
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Date: 2005-03-14 08:01 pm (UTC)I think it's the cold, in part. At least, for me. Cold makes everything seem smaller (and simultaneously bigger).
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Date: 2005-03-14 08:12 pm (UTC)Maybe it's just the fact that I'm feeling trapped here in the house, alone with a toddler all day, every day...
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Date: 2005-03-14 09:37 pm (UTC)We did find that if the apple is on the mushier side it won't peel it (instead it mooshes it and things get ugly, but we had really late winter apples so...) and if the apple is slightly lopsided it won't core it correctly, but a slice of a knife takes care of that. Ours does potatos too but we haven't explored that aspect of the peeler yet. Mmmm pie!
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Date: 2005-03-15 12:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-14 11:06 pm (UTC)As for an editor, I can't help - I used Dreamweaver and still do occasionally, but I mostly handcode everything in BBedit (which has a spiffy Preview function). It's only for people who like to hand code though. Dreamweaver is expensive and quirky, and I can't really say much about the others. Mozilla's built editor is better than I remember it, and seems to offer good basic functionality. What you're describing *isn't* - Dreamweaver will let you check links, but it's not a basic editor.
Hope this helps.
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Date: 2005-03-15 12:11 am (UTC)Thanks for the reviews on the different programs. I'm gathering information now for when I'm ready to start looking at possibilities. Right now, though, I'm fighting with a mini HD that keeps crashing when I try to back up or retrieve files saved in certain formats. I think we're going to end up returning it since it's not doing what we need it to do.
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Date: 2005-04-08 04:01 am (UTC)Replies to some random things:
You're welcome to drop Delia over here once in a while if you'd like. We're usually home any afternoon, and much of the day on Sundays. I know the logistics would be kind of crazy, but I'm willing to work with you on that and see if we can think of something that would work. Anyway, I have noooo idea if this is a reasonable suggestion, but I figured I'd mention it, just in case.
Browsers: I'm pretty happy with Opera. It has most of the features you mentioned, plus it's supposed to use fewer resources than most other browsers -- which sounds like it could be important on your current computer.
Happy Scott's birthday! :)
About vacations: I don't know if you have any interest in camping, but I've been impressed by what a cheap vacation it is. Once you invest in some gear (tent, sleeping bags, mattress pads, camping cooking gear) it is often $15 a night to stay in a campground. I think you have to *want* to be there to enjoy it, and I have no idea if you enjoy camping, so I don't know if this is remotely a useful idea. We did lots of camping before we had kids, and some of it was amazingly wonderful! I've only tried camping with kids once. It went fine, and we keep intending to do it again someday. I miss it.
What's a therck?
-Valerie
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Date: 2005-04-08 01:45 pm (UTC)Sadly, neither Scott nor I like outdoor activities, so camping's pretty unappealing. I have some good memories of camping as a child, but my physical condition's deteriorated to the point that I think it would be pretty uncomfortable, even with good gear. Scott's memories of camping are, from what I gather, mostly negative.
'therck' is a smashing together of 'The RCK' (I didn't realize when I made my LJ that I could do 'the_rck' so I didn't) which is a nickname that Lee and Gael gave me the summer we all lived on Church St. It was aimed at one of my role playing characters who tended to be over the top dramatic, immune to fear and only sporadically pragmatic. I liked the way it sounded, so I've used it as a handle from time to time when others I like better aren't available or when I need something short that I can remember easily. I think 'the RCK' is a reference to the Red Cross Knight, a character in one of the works Gael was studying either that summer or the preceding term, possibly from Spenser's The Faerie Queen.
I may take you up on your offer of watching Delia at some point. Right now, though, she's still taking fairly long naps most afternoons. I end up having to block out time between about 1 and 6 because I don't know when she'll fall asleep or how long she'll sleep. Basically, I put her down between 1 and 2 every day, and then she plays in her crib until she falls asleep, sometimes for *hours*. She sleeps 2-3 hours usually. The whole playing in her crib thing is nice (she's actually doing it right now. She does it when we put her to bed at night and when she wakes in the morning) in many ways because I know exactly where she is and can do things like e-mail and LJ without interruption. The only problem with her playing like that is that it's the only time she poops, and that means she occasionally falls asleep with a full diaper.
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Date: 2005-04-09 04:19 am (UTC)About camping: I respect that you're not interested, and I am *not* trying to push it, but I do want to point out that there are lots of ways of doing it, and some of them are pretty easygoing. Back before we had kids, Jan and I would sometimes drive to a campsite, set up the tent, and then spend our vacation time sitting around on a sunny rock (with an air mattress on the rock to make it softer) reading books in the sun. Since you drive to the campsite, there's not much walking involved to get there. There's no obligation to go wading in river rapids trolling for trout or hiking 17 miles a day over mountains -- we generally spent a lot of our time sitting around reading. I'm not sure how it would go with kids along. The one time Jan and I tried camping with a kid, the kid was a baby and could easily be parked in a portable crib (with mosquito netting across the top), so there wasn't the issue of chasing a toddler through trees and rocks and things. On that trip, inside our tent, we strewed lots of air mattresses around on the floor, put sleeping bags on top, and co-slept with the baby. It worked pretty well.
The main issues I can think of are the distance to the bathrooms from your campsite (and if you call ahead I think the campground should be able to arrange for you to have a site that's not too far a walk from the bathrooms) and having a thick enough air mattress so that sleeping is comfortable. A lot of campsites have hot showers -- a feature that is important to me!
Anyway, I'm not pushing this as an option; just pointing out that it could possibly turn out to be more do-able than you expected. I can totally relate to not wanting to go camping. When I was pregnant, I had trouble sleeping on the ground, even with a thick air mattress, and the idea of having to take a walk to go use the bathroom 8 times a night, in the dark, was way more than I wanted to deal with. I don't really like hotels, but being pregnant made them suddenly start to seem a lot more attractive.
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Date: 2005-04-08 01:51 pm (UTC)