“He was warm and comfortable when he entered into eternal life.”
Obviously, I’ve been cruising Basquill obituaries. Most obituaries are pretty blah, but this one was lovely and thoughtful. When it comes time to go, I hope I’m warm and comfortable.
“He was warm and comfortable when he entered into eternal life.”
Obviously, I’ve been cruising Basquill obituaries. Most obituaries are pretty blah, but this one was lovely and thoughtful. When it comes time to go, I hope I’m warm and comfortable.
When I said I’d be happy to water your garden while I was cat sitting for you, I was not volunteering to be attacked by your hose. I swear, that thing was rigged to drench whoever turned on the water.
Grrr.
I got up this morning, checked my email, and there sat a spam message for an old post. (You have to turn off all your plug-ins before upgrading WordPress, including your spam-catchers.) Surely this meant that the blog was back up and running?! Yes, indeed! My web host’s little elves seem to have fixerated everything overnight.
Praise be!
And now, I’m off to look for a new template. I’m tired of the old one, especially the lack of white space, but I haven’t been motivated to change it, since I knew I needed to upgrade WordPress. I didn’t see any sense in doing cosmetic surgery when there were some serious underlying health issues.
So, now I’m off to do the fun stuff! This means that things might temporarily look funny or there might be short periods of inaccessibility.
(Yes, I was happy to get blogspam!)