Here's a Monday Menu for ya...wanna go a little bit crazy? Or a little bit craziER?
Try giving your blog a little Christmas facelift. Try running a search for "lingual tonsils". Both are sure to bring you frustration. Then cause chaos. Then make you feel just a little bit crazy. One just wasn't working for me. The background that I loved last year is no longer available. And blogger has added some crazy "features" that are suppose to be cool but instead just make me longing for the simpler times. The other led me to a website that tried to download a virus. Fortunately I'm good at freaking out and drawing attention to myself, and I have a live-in IT supervisor, who had just emerged from the attic and was able to come to my rescue. Crisis averted, and the IT supervisor offered to help me figure out my blog chaos. As I sat back down at the desk, I whacked my knee cap right into the edge of the doggone desk. I think the desk is even rising up against me. The IT supervisor is also great at giving out a bit of sympathy, a kiss on the forehead, and an encouraging word in the form of "I think it looks fine." So it's official. I guess it is fine. My knee and my lingual tonsil and my blog.
And what about this blog? It's not nearly as festive and joyful and bright and Christmas-y as I would like my blog to look during this season. But I'll live with it for a few days and see if it grows on me. Any thoughts? I'd love to hear them.
And! (This is the point in the post where you can tell I'm entirely too tired to try to write anything worth reading. Bear with me.) Where was I? Oh, yes...And!! I was thinking back to last year, when I did the "Twelve Days of Baking" leading up to Christmas. I don't know if anyone else liked it, but I loved putting those recipes in one place. It was fun for me. At some point yesterday when I was decorating my tree, I came up with a really fun idea for this year. "Twelve Days of...." I'm not going to tell you yet. Mostly because I need to make sure I have twelve of these. I know I have at least six good ones. But I'm going to work on it and hopefully start soon. It just might add to my crazy, but it could be fun.
AND!!!! One week from today my sweet baby girl will enter her teen years. I. Could. Weep. To think of her as a teenager just baffles my mind and makes me realize that she IS growing up and she won't live with me forever. Sigh. Now I'm feeling the crazy take root. I think I'll go find some chocolate...