Friday, January 29, 2010


In fourth grade I was in love with Bart Simpson - partially because he was new, partially because he was a rebel.  I always went for the rebel-type, I suppose.  I still remember the 'Bartman' and it's follow-up 'Deep Trouble'.  Is it incredibly sad that I can still rattle off all the words to both?

Clearly this week started with a bang.  As in, bang, your window is smashed - deal with it.  Good times.  Only to be followed up by the fact that the remaining water that the shop vac *didn't* remove from my seat should have evaporated in a few days...but, again, it's winter in WI and nothing can be that easy in my life, right?  Right.  Sunday night brought back it's icy frozen tundra temps, and since then the top layer of my seat is a block of ice.  Granted it's not completely soaked, so you cannot see it.  But none-the-less, every time I sit on it, I feel the frozen fabric give as I proceed to ride on a block of ice, literally freezing my @$$ off.  Again, good times.

This week has also brought with it a struggle with my blog.  First the comments won't work because I used a new template.  Fan-freakin'-tastic.  So I change it back.  Comments denied.  So I spend hours searching, messing with HTML codes, resetting things, help.  Eventually I change the layout/display of comments and voila(!) comments!   In a last ditch effort to resurrect the old/new background, I reapplied it.  Again, messed with HTML to get the stupid "click here for more layouts" thing NOT to show on my blog.  I'm so cool like that!  And now, well, now it seems like all is well with the world yet again.  So far, the comments seem to be working. 

Please tell me that they are, because if they are not, I may have to kick a puppy or something....

*no puppies were harmed in the typing of this blog.


Lily Cate said...

Don't kick that puppy just yet.

Yes, it's me. said...

*whew* I was sweating bullets. I don't EVER want to have to kick a puppy.