Archive: Nov 2007

A lot to be thankful for this year… At the top of my list:

– I’m thankful that despite it being a tough year health-wise on family, we’ve mostly recovered and are chugging along.

– I’m thankful for being able to stay in touch with special friends. I’ve been on an IM spike with a friend from eBay who I hadn’t really talked to in a while. Made me realize that there are handful of folks in my life that I hope I will stay in touch with for a long time – with these folks, even when we reconnect after a while, it feels like we just spoke yesterday.

The New York Times has an interesting article on making thankfulness a daily (or weekly) experience versus just a yearly one… And on that note, thanks to my imaginary and not-so-imaginary readers for making this a fun space to hang out!

Update: check the bottom of the post for an update. In a nutshell – glitch. They know about it and are working on it.

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I am trying to buy a friend on Facebook a gift. It’s his birthday.

So, I click on his profile and say “Send <name> a Gift”. I get to a screen which requires me to verify my password. Okay.

However, when I type in password, here’s what I get. Where, precisely, am I supposed to enter my email?

And yes, I did try to enter my email in the password box. But of course that didnt’ work…

Facebook – what’s up? Don’t want my dollar? I’ve read conflicting numbers that their gift revenue is anywhere between $2 and $20 million per year. I wonder how long this login issue has been going on…

Update: Nov 15th, 3PM – After IMing with Eileen (who works at Facebook), I tried a few things to get it to work. Finally figured it out – when you sign in to Facebook, if you check the “Keep me signed in” box, gifts don’t work. If you leave that box unchecked it works. Apparently they are working on it.

A few weeks ago, A&L turned one.

This picture is of them surrounded by all their party presents. This was them at seven months. And here was my post the day they were born.

They are so adorable.

Perfect. Family.

One of those festivals where I miss being in India. Getting up early, wearing your new clothes, and bursting the required crackers before the sun comes up.