You know it's bad.
Thursday, January 27, 2011 at 7:17PM You know it's bad when you get emails from people saying, "PLEASE! Please update your blog! I need a fix!"
You know it's bad when your very own husband says, "So, do you have people emailing yet, asking you to update your blog? Because it's been a week."
You know it's bad when you get a bill from your web host for almost $6,000 because your website had over eight million page views during the month of January.
You know it's bad when your web host charges $6,000 for eight million page views, and that your shopping cart system is proprietary to them, so you're stuck with them unless you want to change shopping cart systems again.
But I have more pressing things to tell you. Things like:
1. My glasses are broken. I tried using super glue, and that solved one of the problems, but created another: now my glasses won't fold closed. It's a very chic thing, to have broken glasses. You should all go out and break your glasses right now, so that you can be as hip and fantastic as I.
2. We had a fantastic time at our workshop on Saturday. Darn Knit Anyway is a great yarn shop run by great people, and all of the attendees were so fantabulous.
They did not make fun of my hair, which was horrific because I got up at 5:00 am to wash it, and when I got to Stillwater, MN, I couldn't find a bathroom with an outlet so that I could do something with it. It was a big staticky mess, but you know what? We had fun anyway. So there. Bad hair will not ruin your life if you choose not to let it.
I'll have pictures to show you soon.
Of the workshop, not the hair.
3. Black licorice -- the real stuff, not the artificially flavored drugstore junk -- makes your tongue numb. I may or may not have discovered this today.
4. I am currently coveting something I cannot have. Or, something I will not allow myself to have, because it is entirely frivolous and very expensive, and even though I am a master at justifying expenditures, I cannot come up with a good reason for this one.
It could be this amazing turquoise and pink and green china.
Or it could not be.
Or it could be.
I'd ask you for help coming up with answers to justify the expense of bone china, but really, I have three kids and a giant horsedog, and by the time I saved up enough money to get place settings for all of us, the kids will be grown, and I'll be sitting old and alone in my dining room with just the newspaper, my husband, and some 30 year old china for company. But my husband would probably be too afraid to break the china, so he'd be eating on some plastic nonsense he bought for $.99 at Target.
5. I find it amusing that the place I used to live has had more snow than the place I live now. And the people in the place I used to live made fun of me for moving to this place because of the terrible winters. Ha. I see your snow and I raise you some horrible cold!
6. My firstborn child is almost five feet tall. He wears a men's size nine shoe. He is eight. Something is wrong with this picture.
Oh wait, I found the problem. It's the genetic code of his two giant parents! Whew!
I will be a better blogger from here on out. Girl Scout's honor.
Yarnista
I believe I have located the source of the massive bandwidth increase, so please keep your fingers crossed that we can get everything sorted out.
No one should feel bad! Cross that off your list of things to worry about. :)
Reader Comments (21)
I have to know what that china pattern is!! I'm getting married in November and pondering whether or not to register for fine china. How 'bout I register for this china, and you can come have dinner with me whenever you want to use beautiful china? :)