Can't Bitch When It's Free

Blogger.com has been experiencing technical difficulties. Or something. I've been trying to upload some pictures for a couple of days and it no workie.

The good part is I've saved what I was working on as a "draft". The bad part is I can't seem to get the dratted "draft" launched. That's makes for a daffy draft and one dilly of a dilemma. Dadgumit.

The bad part is I've developed the galloping crud that's currently making the rounds. I'm down to my last box of Kleenex and getting thin in the soup and crackers department too. My youngest is going to make a cracker run this evening....the plan being she'll leave the Ritz on the trunk of my car in exchange for her mail. What a deal! I could go to the store, I'm not dying or anything, but why not wait a day or two and let the germs settle. (I see the germs as snowglobe particles that get shaken and move about freely when you turn yourself upside down or otherwise discombobulate anywhere outside of the couch, the bed or the recliner and then they settle back down when you keep on a level keel. I might be right too, what do the scientists know!). I've got a massage booked for tomorrow and I'm hoping the deep tissue action will push any remaining germs out through my skin pores. AGAIN, why not, what do the doctors know anyway?

Back to my Blogger concerns: the bottom line is one can't bitch about service with it's FREE. I think that's only fair. So I'll waiting and sniffing and napping and crouping and soup slurping and cracker crunching and generally being a patient patient. Being patient is not in my nature so it's a testament to the keelhauling effects of this crud. I am having a good time putting words together so all is not for naught. I like the way that works.