Well, Blogger has finally forced me to use their new thingie. What a pain in the ass. Nothing is how I'm used to it being. Woohoo. So worth all the time and money they put into it. Not. Change for the sole sake of change is never a good idea. If it ain't broke, don't fix it. Or in this case, if it ain't broke, don't break it so you can claim to have fixed it. (I'm looking at you, too, Facebook.)
I've been using Blogger in its original format for 14 freakin' years. Previously, you needed to put in spaces between paragraphs and now you don't, so I'm sitting here hitting my ENTER and then having to go back and delete the now extra space. GAH. Yeah, in the scheme of things, it's not that big a deal, but right now, any change is compounded to be extra irritating.
I made lemon squares yesterday. So full of lemony goodness. I'll post the recipe Sunday maybe.
Last night, I heard from Owl. She's fine up there - school's going well, she's got herself a job. Right after I got off the phone with her, I read a news story about a police shooting and standoff in Michigan and when I went to see where the particular township in question was - cuz that's what I do - it was, oh... about a mile from her campus. Back amongst the nutcases, she is. Blerg.
Don't get me started on people shooting police officers. Seriously. Don't.
I've been having trouble getting to sleep lately. Oh, once I'm asleep, I seem to do fine, but actually getting there is a pain in the ass. My stupid brain just won't shut the hell up. As such, I've been sleeping in lately, which throws my whole morning off. Thus, it's after 7 and I'm just now getting my post for today written.
Day before yesterday, I went fishing for the first time in about two months. It was nice to be out at the lake again, even if I only caught one little pumpkinseed.
Okay, enough of this. Blogger has managed to make blogging an unpleasant chore this morning. Like blogging wasn't already in the throes of dying anyway, they had to squirt oil all over the ramp into the grave.
What's up with you?
One additional note. Guess what happens when you click the PUBLISH button? A message flashes up that you are about to publish your post and asks if that's what you want to do. Well, I wouldn't have clicked the damn PUBLISH button if I didn't want to post it, you raging twitweasels. And they don't have a freakin' edit button anymore... I hate you, Blogger. Seriously.
Have I mentioned how much I hate the FB platform? Anyway...ReplyDelete
I use wordpress. They've changed it up too, but I can still get to the html editor to do things my way. I'm surprised that I still get random hits on it, plus a steady "clientele" of subscribers. They don't necessarily leave comments but I can see in my stats how many have looked at a post.
Keeping Owl's safety in the forefront of sending out good thoughts to the Universe and yay for fishing. According to my dad, catching fish was fun but just getting a hook in the water was good for the soul.
I'm volunteering at Stormy's school today, working the 3 lunch periods. One of the teacher's lost her mother this week and the funeral is today. Only and the other PTSA chair put together a slate of volunteers to cover classrooms and lunch so all the staff can go to the funeral.
I've been falling asleep fairly early, then wake up around 1-ish, manage to get back to selep and then wide awake between 4 and 5. Time change is gonna kick my @$$ this year!
I got dressed and ready to had to the school and now Jake is shadowing me, knowing I'm going to leave. I suppose that means I should actually put on real clothes every day. 🤣
Not much writing since I hit send back to NYC. Gotta get back on Night Wish because I gotta start FIGHTING FOR JUSTICE come the first of the month. The fun never ends.
That's about the sum total of my life. Enjoy the weather! I am. Later, tater. 🥰
Yay! for getting out of the house, even if the fish weren't biting.ReplyDelete
I was just about to ask you how the Owl is doing. Thanks for the update.
I've given up on blogging, but I hope you don't. I really enjoy your posts!