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Sorry About That.

Looks like I won’t make the four updates that I wanted. I got dragged across town to my mother’s place and wound up sick as a dog and sleeping on the couch (This is the third update of the day. So not so bad.)

It was after 7:30 when I got back home. I was still ill and the child was refusing to eat. She’s been refusing to eat much of anything for the last few days. Cookies? Sure. Carrots? Yucky. Candy? Sure. Grilled cheese sandwich? Yucky. Apple? Maybe. Yummy waffles? Amazingly the answer was yes and no. She ate about three bites and wouldn’t eat anything else. She finally ate some chicken at my mom’s house and that’s what she had for dinner before I had to chase her down and make her brush her teeth and get ready for bed. Please tell me I’m not the only person out there that has this type of problem with a three year old. ( Is it possible she skipped the terrible twos and we are now dealing with the terrible threes? )

Anyway, we’re dealing. No tv tomorrow. No playing in the living room. No anything fun for about a week. (We’ll probably give in to the tv thing, just to get twenty minutes of peace.)

Well, looks like this will be the last piece to make it in just under the deadline. (Or a little over? Started it before midnight my time ending it twenty minutes after.)

Goodnight.

Irm Brack!

Ehem! Excuse me for typing with my mouth full, but . . . Waffles!

Anyway. The post I was thinking about today was kind of strange. It was a memory I thought I had and couldn’t have had. It’s weird.

I was thinking about memory this morning. (The novel I’m working on has a great deal to do with memory.) Anyway, I started thinking about something I hadn’t thought about in years.

When I was very young my mother and father and I lived in a very old house, down the mountain from my father’s parents. I know that I was between three and four years old when we lived there. I know that I didn’t go to school while we lived there. The memory I had though was sort of a flashback of me studying for a grammar school spelling bee. I remember walking around in that house, carrying one of those little booklets they used to give you, with the study words in it, getting my mother to help me study.

I’m positive it couldn’t have been that house, but that’s the way my mind remembers it.

To tell you the truth I wish I hadn’t started thinking about it. When you start questioning your memories . . . Eh. Probably something simple like I’m thinking of a different house or something. Probably some place that looked like the house I’m thinking of.

Then again it could be the human brain, being its strange and eerie self.

Never mind. (Maybe.)

Okay! I Can’t Help It! I’m Hopeless, But . . . .

To make up for the last three days of non-posting, non-updating silliness I will be posting three — no, four — four times today, before midnight my time. (If I don’t, may I be struck by . . . a flying ice cream truck . . . AND LIVE! — I’ve been watching too much you-know-who, again.)[His initials are S. S.]

This is my first post of the day. Ta-da! (As my child would say.)

Heck! I had an idea when I got here, but now it’s dissolved. I can’t remember a thing.  My mind has gone blank. Well, more than likely this means that I will post five times today. (Or possibly not at all. No. . . I will post a few times, a little later today.

Ciao, amis. (The extent of my memory of seventh grade French class — which reminds me of the post I was going to make, but breakfast is calling. So, adieu, for now.)      

Okay! Now I’m Mad!

Just came back to the site, from a ten day absence, only to find that it hadn’t updated properly. I still can’t understand how the extra bits get into the page script. I’ve had problems like that about five times since I started this thing. This time it cost me ten days of archive time.

I should’ve double checked and triple checked and quadruple checked, but I’ve been a little busy the last week and a half. Mostly recovering from the holidays and trying to get content for the site finished up. (I’m still not finished with the content stuff but I did manage to create a sort of permanent weekly schedule thingy which I will start later today.)

For any relatives who may be reading this . . . I know. I’m terribly sorry. I’m not really good at this stuff. Like I’ve told you the computer is my hobby. It isn’t a career, at least not yet.

I promise to check and double check from now on. ( I’m too p***ed off not to. I could just spit nails.)

The site should be fine for several days now. I’m going to do a lot of updating. There should be at least one new post a day for the next seven days. There will probably be multiple posts.

I’m trying. Really I am.