And as you can see, she's super happy about it. She has had it a little over a week now, and unfortunately, she already had some problems with it. But she was on the phone with the iMac folks and it seems to be all ok now.
The machine is amazing. The screen is huge, as you can see in the photo, and so crisp and clear. The hard drive is the monitor, no other piece. The CD/DVD drive is just an opening on the side. The keyboard is super lightweight and very thin. There is even a USB port on the side of the keyboard, which is handy for the iPod, etc.
Since it's a Mac, it came loaded with all kinds of stuff, including iPhoto, iMovie and GarageBand. Oh. My. Heck. I love that she has GarageBand. Yesterday evening, she played 3 songs for me that she's created using GarageBand... Joyce singing and playing her Martin. I loved it! She's making a bunch of tracks for a CD for me. I can't wait to get the CD. Joyce used to never like to sing for me while she played her guitar, but like her guitar playing skills, her singing shines. Her songs are beautiful. I will see if I can talk her into letting me post one of her songs on my blog. I say "her songs" but they are covers, not songs she's written herself. Hey, now there's an idea...
Joyce did say, though, that while she was using GarageBand yesterday, it unexpectedly quit. So maybe all the little bugs aren't out of her new iMac yet. Which really sucks, considering it's brand spanking new. She bought the support/extended warranty thing, though, so she's covered. I told her it was "the nasty virus"... We've been discussing how Macs get very few infections, because the idiots of the world write those things for Windows, not Macs.
When she ordered it, she was like a little kid at Christmas, constantly checking the package tracking and telling me the status updates. It's left California! It's in Nevada! She kept asking me when I thought it would arrive. It was fun watching her excited anticipation and then her glee when it did finally arrive.
After she told me it was in Nevada, I sent her this text message:
"Your mac decided to make a quick stop in vegas. The good news is it won big time at black jack. The bad news is it blew it all on prostitutes and now it has a nasty virus."
I didn't hear back from her for a while. This was the Tuesday evening before last. Joyce had gotten home from class and made herself some bacon and eggs for dinner. Kev, who had forgotten to get milk on the way home, and really, really ticked off Joycie in the process, was outside with Sammy shooting baskets. They both came inside about 7:30pm, and by this time Joyce was up in her room studying (exam week this week for her),
and I was laying bed enjoying the cool breeze coming in my bedroom window and the beautiful view of the pond and the relief on my neck from my lovely, lovely pillow (been a rough couple of weeks lately with neck pain, ever since N.C., one of our cats, tripped me up on the porch steps).So the 2 sweaty boys decided to come in the bedroom and visited with me. Kev came in first and laid down with me and was massaging my neck, then Sammy came in and laid down in front me so I could hug his sweaty self. It was actually very nice... just what I needed to feel better.
Kev, Sammy and I were talking when my phone beeped a new text message... Joycie's reply. So the 3 of us started replying back, with Sammy doing the typing (man! that boy can text so dang fast)... here is that goofy text conversation... and what's funny is that Joycie didn't realize it was the 3 of us yanking her chain... We 3 found it hilariously entertaining.
Joycie: LOL don’t talk about my mac that way. Its only rumors.
Us: Bullshit. I saw the youtube video.
[Sammy enjoyed typing "bullshit"... boys!]
J: Whatev
Us: Youre the one that will be touching it
J: Yeah and it will feel amazing. I will just wrap it in saran wrap.
Us: Your sex life is your business
[Again, Sammy cracked up at "sex life"...
14-year-old boys!]
J: Yes it is
Us: But I think you should tell mike, he has the right to know to protect himself from possible infection
J: Don’t worry I will let him know my mac is a whore
Us: Thats coz all macs are whores
J: Again... whatev. It dont matter none.
[Joyce did that one just to annoy me;
she knows I can't stand poor grammar.]
Us: Spoken with the grammar of a true mac user.
J: ...grrr
Us: What’s the difference between a pc and a mac?
[Sammy asked me what the answer was...
I told him it depended on what Joycie said back.]
J: What?...
Us: Exactly!
[Sammy said, "I don't get it"...
I said, "Exactly!"
Sammy said, "I still don't get it."]
J: Dont get it.
Us: You can tune a piano but you can’t tuna fish.
[This was Kev's contribution, and Sammy
was laughing so hard he could hardly type.]
J: I’m done trying to understand you.
Us: It is what it is.
no answer...
Us: Dad wants to know if you got any milk on the way home?
[Major chain yanking here!]
J: No, tell him that its his job and he should know these things.
Us: Mmm... bacon smells good
J: It was good
Us: You can’t teach an old dog new tricks
no answer...
Us: You should have bribed him with bacon
J: Oh well, sucks for him I guess
And that was it. It was good for a laugh, and it is making me smile just typing this up. But maybe it was one of those times where ya hadta be there...
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