Gasp! Horror!! The “please excuse us while we change” sign that I had up to tell the world that I was working on my soon to be launched web site wasn’t up! What happened? Thought we checked that? Well it’s fixed now.
Coldness is setting in so I bought a new blanket today. At? Where else Wal-mart. It’s brilliant white. I laundered it and when I opened the dryer it was like freshly falling Christmas snow. I felt like a kid as I laughed, cupped my hands and scooped mountains of it from the lint catcher, gathered it from around the door, and chased it through the air. Much funner than the real thing! Too bad snow wasn’t like that.
Tags, located on side bars with random words scattered throughout.
Tags, the list of words that appear above my posts.
Tags, give search engines a way to find sites.
Well! These seemingly boring, do nothing, I thought they were just there for search engines to use and wondered why they even needed to be on a site, do more than that. Today I:
1) Learned: You can click on them to search the for information pertaining to the word on a web site/blog. Who knew?!
2) Put this together: They’re totally handy to scan when you’re checking out someone’s blog/web site. Besides reading a couple posts, scan the tags this will help you know if you’re interested in them because they tell you the topics they discuss.
3) Discovered: Tagul.com. Tagul is very similar to Wordle but with distinct differences. They’re designed to be used on blogs and web pages as a replacement of ordinary tag clouds. And each word/tag is “clickable”so visitors can use it for navigation. Meaning… we just upgraded our eye candy to practical: click the word and bam, you get a list of posts related to the word! This is where I learned that the tags in side bars are clickable! And, it gets better… this site allows you to customize the clouds into shapes such as: hearts, triangles…and multiple fonts can be used in one cloud. TOOOOOOO, FUN~
The kids had Veterans Day off today. Sarah and Grace went shopping. Zach and Ben slept till probably the time they would have gotten off the bus had they gone to school, and Dan and Cal came with me. I was second choice for Dan as his plans with a friend fell through. We went to the grocery store on the way home because Dan, my gotta have milk kid remembered, “Mom, you need milk.” Right! While in said store what does Dan’s eyes land on?? A mini cake in the shape of a hot cocoa mug with marshmallows on top. What is Dan’s favorite thing? Marshmellows. NEVER let him hold the bag when the fam is making Smores. Well, his eyes were googling, and his breath gasping, his fingers stabbing glass, other hand was tapping Caleb’s shoulder to get his attention, never taking his eyes off the case. Two faces turned up to look at me and in unison they said, you guessed it, “Oh mom, please!” With such delight the Devil himself couldn’t have said no. I walked out of that store, muttering to myself and making a mental note: keep those boys out of the bakery section from now on! And creating excuses… Dan loves marshmallows, and they both love hot cocoa, I never buy such wild extravaganzas, why, I’m making a memory, and this will be our celebration cake for my deciding not to move.
Yummm!
Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane,
-oh and that’s not all marshmallows, most is frosting. And yeah it was as good as it looked!
Well, good question. Glad you asked.
Well, Sarah is my ballerina/dancer. (Picture taken Halloween night, need to get a better one) She has loved to dance since she was teeny tiny. She had books, and a video and she “practiced” all the time. We moved so much, lived in the country a lot, and had so many other ones to handle that I wasn’t able to get her into dance till she was… How old was she? Have to think… 8, maybe 9. When I put her in her first class the teacher was blown away at her skill and leaped her up several levels. All that “practice” really paid off. And in a real way. What we want and strive for as people/humans we can create. She was on point in no time and totally excited. When she hit seventh grade she was excepted into the The Alabama School of Fine Arts after auditioning with 150 other girls from around the state. Now dance is a part of her daily curriculum. School for her starts at 8:00 ends at 4:30. The days there are longer because the kids do their academics and their… their… oh nuts there’s a word for this annnddd it’s gone. It’s used to represent what they’re there for: dance, art, math, science, drama, music. The 4:30 time slot is for everyone but the dance department, is always there till 6:30-7:30-8 depending on upcoming performances. Then the half hour drive home, homework, and a busy social life. So I don’t see much of her.
Had a real test to my mother’s patience today. I let my kids use my laptop when they’re here. Typically they have it on this: picture to left. Well today Dan had it on his lap. Then it switched to Caleb’s. Well, twice, not once, twice it hit the floor. Grrrrrrrr. I started to get upset. Just started. And stopped, spoke as nicely as I could muster and on the second, took some deep breaths and made a new rule, “The laptop is to be on the “desk” at all times. Not excuses. No exceptions.” I’ve really been working on not flipping out or getting angry and I’m finally getting there in major ways. I amazed myself. I mean, that was my lap top. And I have to say I feel good about it. I have nothing to regret and my son didn’t experience me slicing him into pieces and making him feel small over something that I myself could have done.
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