I want to take today’s blog and thank everyone who stops by my site, those who like it, those who don’t and those who share comments with me.
When I started Postcards I wanted it to be as interactive as possible. I am learning, with your help, how to achieve that.
I have dabbled with long and short posts. I have settled, for now, on shorter to the point posts that call for comment.
I have also been testing what days seem best for you as a reader. I have decided I will be a weekend blog. That way I can spend Mon-Thurs writing and editing for a three day run. Of course that could change too, I am prone to indecisive action
I am blessed and excited to be going to Phoenix this Friday for the WP Conference. If anyone reading this is going please let me know, I would so enjoy meeting!
Without WordPress I would not have discovered what a wonderful outlet blogging can be. There is so much I want to learn to make my site one you will want to continue visiting.
As it is Sunday, that means Funday. Let’s try to make at least one happy memory today!
How many women have ever looked at a man in amazement as he is staring you in the eye lying. I am talking stupid lies. “No honey I have not had a drink.” Meanwhile he is slurring and smells like a brewery. How stupid do you think I am? If you try to reason with him an inane argument erupts. Somehow it ends up to where it is your fault. What the fuck. Seriously, there is nothing more irritating than a man lying. I have not met one who did not need lying lessons. So ladies here is some sage advice from my husbands mother; nod and smile. You can think anything as you nod and you will avoid an argument about the stupid lie he is trying to sell as you smile.
Depression is a peeker today. I know this from my clinical trial of one. Peekers are days you feel good yet there is this feeling right on the edge of your last nerve. You feel the depression yet you are not depressed. The depression is peeking around your brain looking to blow to fruition. It’s a beautiful spring day, I am out and about. Why the angst? True peeker day.
I spent pretty much all weekend picking a theme, exporting, importing and emailing for help. I must be computer illiterate but I found, and am still finding, this whole process daunting to say the least.
Exporting my domains, its now girl and postcards from a semi-mad woman, from where they were (don’t ask) and importing to WordPress was relatively easy. With the help of Lizthefair I got through this unscathed. On to mapping my domain (don’t ask) after an hour of staring at the map domain page I had “postcards” in the que. Whether to hit purchase or wait, well I still have my finger on the trigger. Poor Lizthefair.
I thought to myself move on, leave this mapping thing for a while, pick a theme. I picked “Blogy”. I purchased this theme as I thought it looked to be an easy beginner blog site. It may be. I have yet to figure out why when I look at it I see pretty panels and color and a header of bubble looking things. When I leave and go to my site it is solid coral with just my writing. Blah.
Yes I’m mad. Mad at myself for being such a dumbass that I can’t set up what is supposed to be an easy blog site. Mad at myself for spending this much time on it. Mad that after spending this much time on it I am still only one quarter of the way to where I want to be. Is this the fun part of blogging? So far for me it is not.
I hope my fellow BloggingU bloggers had more fun and were more successful at finding their theme. For me I am waiting for another email from Lizthefair and one from the developers of Blogy.
I’m getting ready to have a cocktail it is finally 5:00pm, watch some football and close this laptop down until tomorrow.
Anyone have the answer to this? It is crazy out there. I remember, as a child, there were four distinct seasons; summer, fall, winter and spring. Where did they go? Now we have hot, hotter, hottest, cold, colder, coldest. Now I don’t really want to get political here but if I must. Climate change. This seems to me to be the elephant on the page. Speaking of elephants, please sign the petition on Change.org regarding the treatment of elephants by the Ringling Brothers Circus. If you are an animal lover and protector like me your head will spin too. But wait, what do elephants have to do with weather? A lot my friend. Elephants or an incarnation thereof have survived many natural climate changes intact. Their secret? Adapt and leave no carbon footprint other than your bones. This crazy weather is due in part, I believe, to natural climate change that our planet goes thru every millennia or so. What is going on now is that with a little help from earths most selfish inhabitant, us, it has sped up a bit. A bit is all it takes to throw the delicate balance of this planet that we are in charge of off. Naysayers, nay. How can you look out the window if you live on the east coast this morning where in some locations it is negative some huge number while I can look out the window at sunshine, throw my flip flops on and run out the door knowing that in four months it will be so incredibly hot here that my flip flops will melt to the sidewalk and my dogs will have to wear shoes to protect their paws. I don’t have the answer to stopping climate change but I do have a few common sense ideas. Recycle, go green, stop fracking and just plain refall in love with this beautiful blue planet that we live on called Earth.