Forwarding...

Hey! If you're still here, then switch on over to my new blog home, http://www.kimbanelson.com/. See ya there! Don't forget to update your lists!

Up comes the sun...

Every thing's broken. I spent all morning trying to fix it, and then realized I couldn't do it on my own. So, stay tuned! Things will be workin' fine in no time...I hope...ya know, it really helps if you know what you're doing. I mean seriously. It's almost laughable, except for when you're working on it for hours and all you feel like doing is curling up in a corner. Or under the covers, which may or may not be exactly what I did when I got home from work today. Apparently it was the solution, because when I woke up I had a nice little message from Typepad telling me exactly what I did wrong. From the very beginning. Wahoo!!!! Yeah me!

I think this will fix everything that's not working on this site. So...hold tight for a day or so. Until then you can still see this site at kimba.typepad.com.

In other news, there was a spider in my car today. I don't know if there is anything more terrifying, except maybe snakes on a plane. And we all know how well that turned out. (Actually, I don't. I never saw it. But I can only imagine....) I was sitting there at a stop light, minding my own business, ya know? I happened to glance down at the center console and saw a little tannish-yellowish THING. A little curious, I poked it with the end of my fork. (Oh, why did I have a fork in the car? Funny thing, I was eating my lunch. On the way to work. Cause I spend my lunch doing Tae Bo with Billy Blanks. Anyway, back to the spider...) So there I was, fork in hand, and I poked it, thinking, hoping, maybe it was some debris? But it wasn't. And it didn't like being poked. It sprang, alive and kicking, and scurried down the fork and the side of the console. My scream was so loud, so involuntary, I swear it echoed. I'm sort of hoping it killed the spider on the spot. I could be that lucky, right? The worst part of it all is that I couldn't move, I was buckled, no, STRAPPED IN with that thing. I spent the entire drive back to the office curved against the door. I'm hoping that by locking the door, leaving the car over the weekend, maybe it will just die. Go away.

Either that or spin a gazillion webs.

NaBloPoMo Day 1: Moving Day!

1st day of NaBloPoMo! The insanity begins! And guess what?! My new blog is done! That's right, I have a new home. I've picked up shop! Packed my bags, so to speak. I've been working hard these last few weeks, trying to learn all about my new host, Typepad. It hasn't been easy, and I'm not done making all the changes that I want (you might find that there aren't many so far...and you'd be right...but that's only because I haven't yet figured it all out yet), so please bear with me as I settle in. I believe I've mentioned that I have no idea what I'm doing, but really, I don't. So. It's going to take me a bit. It's just that, wow, it's late (or early, however you choose to see it...) and I'm um, a little frazzled. I have this huge checklist of things to update, things to add, things to delete, and it keeps growing, the list I mean. But I promised to have it ready by today, and so it is. Nearly.

So go check it out! Go on!

(comments from the last few days haven't been moved over...because I nearly cried when I realized how much work that would be. Forgive me.)