Yup, I'm a moron.

Everyone knows I enjoy blogging, but I am soooo not technologically advanced. I used to be. Way back when I was a youngin (by that I mean 19) I was able to wander around chat rooms and this and that pretty easy, but all of this is just hard for me, and I can't figure out why!

First of all, I have yet to figure out how to put pictures up on here. Duh. Well, I will say I'm not 100% sure my camera came with everything to download or not. I'm kinda thinking it did, but I have no idea what I did with it, and in order to find it, I have to clean out two junk drawers, and a cabinet that has been accumulating crap for years. When we put the flooring in the kitchen, we are going to yank the underneath cabinet out of a corner counter unit, and turn it into a desk so I can get this big beast out of my dining room. In doing that, I will have to clean out said cubbard and drawers, and a counter that collects everything. So, I am bound to find it. Then what? Who is going to come over and explain all this to me? This evening, I went onto that cute blog site, where you can download new backgrounds. I followed all the dang directions, and I still couldn't get it to work. I'm hopeless. Now I'm stuck with these stupid polka dots, because I don't like anything else on the "beginner" page. Jeesh. Tried to get my husband to help. Good lord, he's as hopeless as I. No wonder we belong together! So, here I sit, babbling to myself, and whatever poor soul happens to wander in and find out if anything great is going on in my world. People seem to think I am odd that I enjoy this blogging thing. How can this be any different than a My Space page? At least I'm not submitting photos of myself, dressed like a whore, posing in a bathroom where you can see a turd in the toilet behind her. (We've all gotten an email with that one in it) Eeewww. Jeesh, I like to think I'm somewhat tasteful. I just like to write. I always wanted to be a writer. I never could think of a good plot though. Or it just doesn't all come together. I just like to empty the "fluff" out of my head. To spout off nothing-isms, and vent frustrations. It doesn't have to be fabulous, and no one has to read it. As long as I feel better, than that is all that matters. The fact that some do read it, and even at times find something interesting, well, that is just a side benefit. I at one time, had a friend and her son, who wanted me to write childrens books. That seemed more up my alley. Their world is strange, and bizarre, and anything odd seems ordinary to them. Could I yet come up with a good idea? Well, I had a few, but then that darn life gets in the way, and I just never got it together. So, here I sit, blah blah blah-ing on the computer while Chloe does her homework, and Koben pretends to do his (which is quite cute, I must say, he keeps taking it over to Craig to see if it is done properly, like sissy does) Maybe one day I will put something together. I always said I would try to write a book for my kids, or at least stories, and I haven't done it yet. Maybe for the grandchildren! Maybe Chloe and I will write them together. She seems to have a knack for it!

On a side note (don't you love how my mind just....wanders?) If you had a stainless steel refrigerator, and a black stove (which is not even two years old, and I'm not getting rid of it) and your dishwasher was right next to the stove, as in only a few inches away, would you get a stainless dishwasher, or a black dishwasher? I never liked stainless, because of the smudging. So we bought the new stove, which is smooth topped, and I love it. Then my dads cousin gave us a brand new side by side stainless refrigerator, and I have to say, I don't mind the stainless. I didn't realize it had a coating on it to prevent smudging. But now I don't know what to do with the dishwasher. Should it be stainless or black? The light fixture over the kitchen table is copper, and it is really close to the stove, so I'm not sure I want to mix it. Any suggestions???