The Junk Drawer
I don’t know if anyone else finds it extremely stressful to customize your blog. Try to make it stand out from the base template, and yet somehow put a glimmer of yourself in the design. Two pots of coffee, a pair of Tylenol and umpteen “no” nods from Macgyver in the corner I arrived at this look. He pretty much said, “Honey let’s see what you did. What the hell is with all the flowers, uh no not you at all”. Well maybe not completely me but let’s call it, “the me that can’t take anymore” plus Hilda has the same luck in life I have. I figure that when good ole Duane Bryers invented Hilda he had to have met some female in my family line. Hilda and I are pretty much sisters. Well her hair is a bit more red than mine, however, as I age my hair does turn more red. Once upon a time I had golden brown hair, ah the glory days of tight skin, a tight butt and boobs located in the region they were intended to sit.
Any who, after he left my office two things occurred to me. I need more coffee, who doesn’t need more coffee at my age. The kids will be heading home from school in roughly two hours so I need to tank up now on the caffeine intake. The second I am so outlandishly eclectic I can not be surmised by a spiffy background or dazzling header. My lack of visual art probably has about 50% to do with that. If I can’t clip art it, it’s pretty much over. I have a decent sense of humor (come on you would too if you had 7 kids), love animals, total tomboy but loves to garden like a girl, do not own a dress so a no frilly type, loves nature, has a micro micro farm started with big plans…how do you even start to put any of that as a design personality? That is how I ended up with flowa powa plastered all over, when you’re at wits end, better tie a knot and call it a day.
I have now set my sights on something that I have great hope will be much simpler for me to accomplish. Changing the bloody green font! Can’t be that hard can it, has to be a button to mash to change it somewhere around here. Tomorrow’s task, change the color of the font. Not to be attempted before two pots of coffee and a pair of Tylenol.