I’ve been up all night studying for a Psychology final, and most likely have NO business writing anything for the public, but since writing is a compulsion, I settled in front of the computer with 2 sugar cookies and a cup of coffee, all the while thinking, “I’m sure that Havi and her duck are not eating sugar cookies for breakfast.”
In fact, Havi and Slema most likely got up with the sun, told each other how much they are loved, ate a breakfast of green tea and sprouts, then headed out to twist their bodies into pretzels and breathe deeply. I want to be like Havi. Instead, I’m picking sprinkles out of my keyboard and wondering if I can crawl into bed for a hour before the fruit of my loins begin tearing the house down for the day. Welcome to a Saturday in the Simmerman house!
Rambling aside, there are a couple of things I wanted to post that were of significance for Blue Duck this week.
First, my fight with Comment Luv is over, thanks to a most gracious Andy Bailey.
I installed the pluggin, set my preferences, registered my website, logged out and…. nothing. So I would delete the pluggin, re-download, and start the process again. I changed settings, I disabled other pluggins…. still nothing. I wanted Comment Luv in the worst way, but it just was not feeling the relationship~ until Andy came along and beat it into submission for me. It seems the problem was the updated Ajax edit comments pluggin I was running. (It now lies lonely and broken in my recently active pluggins file.) A million thanks to Andy for his awesome Comment Luv pluggin and for helping me troubleshoot my broken blog. You are a true Internet warrior my friend.
Secondly, Sean Platt (Writer Dad) announced that the love of his life will begin blogging on Monday.
Daisy has put up a welcome post and let me tell you, I am instantly in love. The chickie can write and has a brain! (My favorite combination!) Her words flow with a lovely cadence and her descriptions pull you into her mind’s eye. Head on over to Namas Daisy for the sneak preview and leave a “Namasté Daisy” behind.
Thirdly, (I know I said only a couple, but my math abilities are the first to go after 27 hours of no sleep) Naomi Dunford recently suffered a horrific accident involving a bottle of booze, a crying baby, and a wall.
The same day her interview ran here on Blue Duck, she was nursing a shiner. A little Quasimoto-eye did not slow her down much~ she put up a moral of the story post detailing the incident, complete with a snazzy new header for Itty Biz. I’m loving the header, but can’t decide if the bombshell lazing on the Itty Biz title is holding a sticky note, or a tortilla chip. Heck, maybe it’s a parking ticket or a citation for indecent exposure. I took a poll, and we all love it.
Well, I’m off to cook lunch for the power crew camped out on the farm today. They are repairing damage left over from Hurricane Ike. Then I’m hoping to catch a nap, that is, if I can figure out who moved my bed.
Havi was mainlining breakfast burritos like they were going to take them away from her. I can feel it in my bones.
Thanks for the love. It’s a post-it. But, given your suggestion, I’m thinking I’ll officially change it to a citation.
Naomi Dunford´s last spectacular blog post..Moral of the Story: Black Eye Edition
Havi was mainlining breakfast burritos like they were going to take them away from her. I can feel it in my bones.
Thanks for the love. It’s a post-it. But, given your suggestion, I’m thinking I’ll officially change it to a citation.
Naomi Dunford´s last spectacular blog post..Moral of the Story: Black Eye Edition
Mmmm, burritos sound heavenly. Bring on the hot sauce and hot pepper cheese, baby!
Mmmm, burritos sound heavenly. Bring on the hot sauce and hot pepper cheese, baby!
Cookies are a PERFECTLY good breakfast! Well, as long you have some milk with them.
Blogger Dad´s last spectacular blog post..Monday musings and costume updates
Cookies are a PERFECTLY good breakfast! Well, as long you have some milk with them.
Blogger Dad´s last spectacular blog post..Monday musings and costume updates
Hey Blogger Dad, they were homemade, too. I figured since I was up all night, it was really just an after-midnight snack. At least, that’s how I justified it to my kids, who then wanted cookies for breakfast, too.
Hey Blogger Dad, they were homemade, too. I figured since I was up all night, it was really just an after-midnight snack. At least, that’s how I justified it to my kids, who then wanted cookies for breakfast, too.