For years I have teased Dan that I should have married a dentist. And last week- when I broke yet ANOTHER tooth, I was singing that same song again. Until this morning.
Now I'm wishing I would have married a website designer. Because I have no idea what I am doing. At all. The fact that I have been able to maintain this sorry little blog AND change the background from the original white is a miracle. That- and the purpose of blogger I suppose. They make it kind of easy. Do I wish for my very own website that is all mine where I can post electronic sequins and glitter? Sure. Do I have any idea how to do that? Negatory good buddy.
Why just yesterday I went all techno and added that fancy schmancy 'like' button and threw around the term viral like I knew what the heck I was doing. And BAM!- it was completely wrong. So now- it looks like a few of you may have actually pressed that 'like' button like I was begging you to and it didn't really make you 'like' my page at all. But I'm sure you liked something- I just don't know what.
In fact- I'm not even sure if my adjustments will fix the dag gone problem. But I'm trying. Work with me here people. If you could be so kind, if you want to, to press that-----------> like button again, we'll see what happens this time.
Thanks for the heads up halala mama. Can I hire you to be my tech support? And by hire, I mean just basically trade a glass of wine and some gluten free cake mixes for hours on end of your time, just so we're clear.