Presentation! What did they mean presentation? I don't know nothing bout birth'n no presentation!!!
A presentation at the Arizona Black Family Genealogy and Historical Society Meeting, you must be kidding me!
Later though I gave in and made a promise to Leafshaker my genealogy bud that I would do my best to comply. I didn't want to flub when one of Arizona's premier researchers was watching me.
The topic had to do with blogging and highlighted with the research technique I used to find and document a Clark family in Logan County Oklahoma.
I swear ggg- grandmother Mariah it had nothing to do with you.
My friend Angela sent me some information to guide me on my way and get started on the blogging side. I stayed up half the day and night trying to put the information in my own vernacular.
But noooo Mariah, you would not let me save it to my computer.
Every time I hit the save button, and went back all my changes I made did not take. After about 5 hours continuously I finally got it saved it to Power Point.
Now I can finally put my presentation on a CD. Smiling, I looked to my left and realized that the drawer/doors to the CD copier was broken.
This one I am not blaming on you Mariah because Tyler your 5th great grand-son had one of his CD's break off inside and we could not get it out.
We neglected to have the drawer replaced and now I really need it. I should have remembered and followed that saying "never put off tomorrow what you can do today."
My next trip was to go and buy a memory stick. I got one on sale at Fry's for nine dollars, bought it home and the durn thing would not even load up down or around.
Not to be undone, I went to Staples and got another brand that I was more familar with. I put it in the USB port and a dog-gone message came up saying "try again later." Heck it was already late!
I know it had to be you Mariah. I have felt you late at night in my presence before, and I know for a fact that you don't want to be found yet.
Time for me to take a break so I headed to the kitchen looking in every cabinet for that bottle of wine from five Christmases ago. You had been in that cabinet hadn't you? I am not getting smart with you, but its awful funny that I could not find that bottle that had your surname Taylor on it. Mighty Strange I must say.
Time was ticking: I started to type and my thumb on my right hand froze up like I had just been in the World Thumb Wrestling Championship and lost.
It was time for me to call a back-up now. I hurried up and got on the phone and called my friend Lil Leaf and asked if I could send my PP presentation to her and put it on a CD.
Yes, she said and with a sigh of relief I hit the send button.
Why thirty minutes later did she call me and say that she could not open it?
It was now around 9:30 at night and I was scheduled for the next day. Our only solution was to send her the slides one by one through the email.
I got my other unwelcomed call around 10 P.M.
As the old folks used to say after almost pulling out my hair, I took to my bed!
Armed with nothing on Saturday I went to the meeting with good intentions. My only solution was to go to my Mariah's Zepher site and read from my last Blog.
Mariah had to follow me there because the computer crashed just as I was getting ready to start.
With bated breathe I started to cold talk about my last blog entry, no power point, no slides, just those twelve pair of eyes looking my way.
Then the computer came back up. Whew!! Finally Mariah, you let me finish.
It was not what I planned but the presentation turned out okay. Thank you God.
Thank you too Mariah.
I also want to apologize for calling you by your first name. I was not raised like that and I kind of look around to the right and left to see if anyone saw me typing.
Oh one those memory sticks I bought that did not work. Well Taylor my grand-daughter came home that evening, put it in the port and the blankety- blank blank things worked on the first try.
Now quit playing with me granny number three and show yourself. (pretty please!)