Dear CS,
I'm sorry to have to do this, but I'm breaking up with you. It's not you, it's me. No, wait... it's totally you. You're just too slow, and sorta clumsy, and I can't make the floating "Robyn" go away from my banner. We've had some good times, sure, and I know there's a lot to be said for loyalty, but I can't help it... I've been seduced by Movable Type. I know I shouldn't be swayed by the speediness, and the prettiness, and the ease of use, and a whole bunch of stuff that I don't even know how to use yet, but what can I say? I'm weak.
Take care, Community Server. Since I am female, I do reserve the right to change my mind about you, and fully expect you to take me back in that event. But until then, I can be found here:
http://www.phools.com/pocketaces/
Here we go with testing pictures again. Here's a recent one of Mason, taken back when the sun was shining...
So far, looks good. But let's check the final result...
Ok! I think I like! Yippee! Now, on to figuring out a manageable workflow...
It occurs to me that, other than silly test posts, there's no meat to the blog yet. You know, minimal content and such. I'll continue to work on posting photos (WHY must I upload them one by one? WHYYY?) but for now I guess just some good old fashioned text might be nice. I'm also still working on the banner... the current one is merely (you guessed it!) a test. Moving on...
Last night was Riley's school Halloween party. We got both kids dressed up (Riley is Diego, and Mason is a totally beautiful angel) and off we went into the chilly rain. The party was... crowded, and warm, and there was no place to hang my coat, and I FORGOT MY CAMERA WTF IS WRONG WITH ME but it was also pretty fun. There was a musician (ok, karaoke singer, but he was fun and the kids loved him) in one of the rooms and that's where we spent most of our 1.5 hours there. It took Riley a little time to get into it, but soon he was out jumping with the older kids and having lots of fun. At one point he grabbed a girl's hands and they spun and danced together and then a sweet little hug, and then my heart went squick all over the floor. It was so great seeing him like that with other kids - he has not always been very social, so it was a pretty big deal. Then, something interesting... Riley went around to a few other kids and attempted to grab their hands to dance, but was soundly rebuffed. My heart went squick again, not from joy this time, but from watching my little boy cry from the sting of rejection. In the grand scheme, this is so not a big deal, I KNOW, but it sucks all the same. He was over it in a flash, and I know he's not going to remember that time he was 2 and a half and some kids wouldn't dance with him at the Halloween party. Besides, most of the time he's the one doing the rebuffing. Still, it got me thinking about how this is just the beginning of his learning how the world works - learning that he won't be invited to all the birthday parties, and he might not have a date for the prom. (Oh STOP with the boohoos. Of course he'll have a date... me!)
So after all these life lessons, there was limbo. Shoudn't there always be limbo after life lessons? What a world that would be! My little boy watched for a minute or so (as he tends to do), bristled at any attempts from us or the nice assistant lady to show him what to do, and then... he totally got it. Running and laughing and ducking under the limbo stick, going round and round till the music was gone. What a rock star.
And today, more rain. I'm usually in the right frame of mind for a rainy day, since I think the right frame of mind for a rainy day is "lazy". So yeah, I get to hunker down inside and leave the baby in her PJ's all day? Sign me up. Marc worked from home today and dinner is already mostly made, so all I need to do is go get Riley from school and then it's time for a drink. Rum and coke and TV and photography magazines. And it's Marc's bath night. Life is gooooood.
This is my fun blog test with just text!!
I thought I was so close. I don't know why that photo won't show up. It seems bigger than I want, but I think I know how to fix that now. But where is it? Only HTML knows...
And of course since I was so close to my breakthrough, I have to go now. Dora is starting again, and I promised myself I'd only have the kids watch it once while I came down here and ate bonbons. So that's that. Maybe more tonight, or maybe more two weeks from now. Who can say?
Let's see how this works...
"Say something... anything."
"Test 1-2-3"
"Anything but THAT."
Well. After a few edited attempts, I leave this note to self: I can only seem to upload ONE IMAGE AT A TIME, which is a killer. And then, that image was so big it practically ate my screen. Bad image! I made it go away (maybe?). So back to the drawing board. Gotta make a trip to the doctor now. I might have this blog working by 2009 or so.
Saturday, Baugher's Apple Farm. It was SO MUCH busier than last time we were there, which I don't know why that surprises me, because HELLO we're not the only people on the planet who like apples and pumpkins. And moonbounces. I have all sorts of pictures ready to post, but (yes of course there is a but!) I can't seem to do it. I'll spare the details - suffice it to say that I am a moron when it comes to making anything happen at all ever on the Intarwebs. And I need Marc's help, because I'm pathetic and left my brain back in the delivery room, and he has minimal time for these trivialities. He did almost lose an eyeball Sunday, after all.
More on that later, I suppose. Maybe with pictures! But don't get your hopes up, kind imaginary readers.
Today we are going to pick apples at Baugher's farm. We did this a few weeks ago and had fun. Riley wasn't so thrilled with the Apple picking itself, but he loved the "train ride" (the tractor ride really) that we took to get to the orchard.