I had thought that by now I would be up and running on the new computer. Downloading my pictures has been MUCH more of a project than I had ever imagined. I had them all on my Kodak program listed with different album titles. Some of the albums had as few as 4 pictures and some as many as 36. These pictures were from 2004-2007. I did not have dates on them and the were listed in alphabetical order, all 186 albums. I decided that I wanted to have them on the CD's by year for future scrapbooking. I went thru and viewed each album and inserted the proper CD for the year, downloaded it, and then wrote the album title and number of pics for it on the CD sleeve. I then deleted the album to the trash, to keep organized as to where I was at. I had all 8 CD's numbered with a corresponding number on the CD sleeve. I had them all neatly arranged on the desk, so that I could finish up the project this morning. (You will later see why all of these details were necessary for me to list.)
On Saturday, Michelle and Jackie went and had St. Patrick's Day pictures taken. Scott had to work, so they were having a little mother daughter fun. Michelle came home and showed me the pictures (which were darling!) and I put them on my desk. (Are we noticing a pattern here? HINT-things of importance on the desk) Sunday morning I was in the kitchen making breakfast, while listening to Miley, my dog, whine from my bedroom. We have a gate and keep her there so she is separated from Hannah, (Min and Scott's dog) some of the time and so that they are both not just running thru the house. I finish making breakfast and go down the hall to my room, where a sickening sight meets my eyes. The envelope and most of the St. Patrick's Day pictures are in a mangled, torn apart pile on the floor. Miley is off to the side, dozing contentedly....... Needless to say, by the end of my rant, she is cowering behind the rocking chair.
This morning, after having taken Miley with me to Costco yesterday, (just so she would not be alone in my room) I decided to leave her alone for literally 5 minutes while I made coffee. I sprint back down the hall when I finish, because of course I am worried about what she might have gotten into during my absence. To my HORROR, on the floor as I enter the room, is one of the CD sleeves from my downloaded pictures all chewed up. My stomach tightens and I think my my brain actually contorted oddly, as I looked around and saw the actual CD across the room chewed up. I lost it! Greg comes running out of the bathroom yelling at Miley, who quickly retreats to the corner. He actually says to me, "Why did you leave it laying out?" I am sure I need to go no further as the rest of the conversation can be easily imagined.......
I will be spending today going thru my computer trash of approximately 2,000 pictures, looking for the ones chewed by the dog. Miley will be spending the day, if not the rest of her life, in the dog run.