Saturday, January 8, 2011
Expect Blogger Re-Work
Seems like everyone of my buds out there in the Blogiverse is changing up their blogs. Some of them are looking quite spiffy.
I've been wanting to make some changes for a while, and now I just gotta. The itch is getting far too big not to scratch. Though I hear they make a special shampoo for that now.
So if you see a lot of weirdness around here lately. I mean, weirdness VISUALLY beyond the weirdness you usually see, it's because I may be trying to work out a few kinks to find the right layout and look I am trying to achieve. Bear with me. I will only be able to devote so much time to it at a clip.
In other news. I can't feel my toes.
Jen's Dad and her brother were here this morning, doing most of the work while i tried to help as best I could installing a new garage door opener on the second garage door we have and the only one that does not have an automatic opener. It's fugging cold out there, in the twenties. I had some heaters out there, they did two things. You know...the two things that useless things always do. Jack and...you know the rest.
The job is not totally complete, since we have some repair work to do on the actual door itself, but the opener is installed. But man oh man my toes HURT. Fingers too. One of these days I really need to invest the money into some real cold weather gear. I say that every year, and every year I freeze my gonads off.
In yesterday's blog comments, you may have seen Zoey's Mom Heather mention some bathtub photos of Bennett and how cute they were and said 'Huzzat?'. Well, those were on Facebook. But far be it from me to deprive the Socially Network Challenged, so here are a those pics, and a few more.
Having HUGE problems with color and light balances on my camera though. Trying to figure out what I am doing wrong. Main issue I think is a tale of two monitors. On one monitor things look great. On another? Shit. I gotta figure it out.
I miss the boys. They are at their Aunt Mandy's this weekend. House to myself. SO...quiet. But football is on right now, so I'm in heavenly bliss. So yes, I do miss them but I do feel a few new chest hairs growing in.
And no, Claire...*GASP*...it is NOT just a game.