I'm still mixing up the days of the week this week. I guess it makes sense if you start off on the wrong feet on Monday.
Things happened around here, but I still managed a quick little card. And I do mean little! The fun Cheryl of A Paperie Journey is hosting this week's OLW (One Layer Wednesday). Cheryl is challenging us to make a one-layer card that is NOT the usual A2 size card (4.25 x 5.5). So I followed her lead and made an itty-bitty 3 x 3 note card.
I decided to make my note card in the patriotic colors of red, white, and blue and join in the challenge at Simons Says as well.
I punched the star out of the white card and put a blue star on the inside so when the card is closed you see the blue heart. Here it is next to a "reg" sized card:
I hope that made sense. Actually, now that I think about it, is it patriotic, other than the red, white, and blue? I intend to stamp Happy 4th of July on the inside and use it as a thank you note for our friends who host an annual BBQ. I haven't played with Simon much, so I'm not sure if I'll be unhinged.
When I was finishing up my last post, Mr. Blogger popped up and said I was out of lifetime memory - don't I know it!!! But then he showed me another page wherein I could buy more memory - would that that were true!!! But then he also said on the same page that I'd only used 32% of my memory - well, which is it?
I then spent an hour trying to go where Mr. Blogger told me to go to find out where my storage was and how to clean it up. Only there was no "there" there. If I went there, he promised, I would find a left navigational bar. Uh huh, not true. Liar.
So then I wanted to speak with one of Mr. Blogger's mini-onions. Not personally, of course, how silly. Another hour passed while I tried to find a contact link or email. I finally found a 2008 article that said I could email, firstname.lastname@example.org Well, duh, why didn't I think of that? Don't click on that!! I don't know how to make it NOT hyperlink, and I have no more hyper meds. I took them all. I emailed a rather lengthy (what else!) missive. It popped right back and started out with, "hahahahaha." Okay, no it didn't, but it might as well have. It said no one lived there, please don't write again. If you need help go here, and it gave me a link.
Oh, thank GOD, I said. I clicked on it. It took me right back to where I had been an hour before. I stabbed myself in the neck.
When the Mister came home, I told him what happened. He got on his white horse and took a look. It's not easy to work on a computer from the top of a white horse. Mister did all the things I had already done. One thing led to another and we had quite a row. Not a row of corn or soybeans, but a dust up, a spat. He spat at me and I spat right back.
What you have to understand is that the Mister and I rarely spat. We've only had maybe five spits in decades. We made up for it last night. I finally threw myself on the futon and shut up. Trust me, that's not always a good thing.
He clicked around a bit more and then he said, in a really tiny voice,
I see what you mean.
Seriously? I'm drenched in sweat, purple in the face, my pacemaker is clacking along for all it's worth, and you calmly say,
I see what you mean.
Does anyone else think it is a miracle that there aren't more spousicides in the world? Thank you. I'm just saying.
And Mr. Blogger better not show his face around here either if he knows what's good for him.
Now, seriously, I still don't know why I got that message, and how to override it if it happens again, or where to find a page that explains my storage. Some of you have been blogging ages longer than I have, so if you could help, I would appreciate it. Do you pay money each month to have more gibbles and bits of memory? HELP!
Okay, that's it. That's all I got about that. I'm all worked up again just telling you about it.
Real quick, I do have an update on my hurtin' sister, Donna. She did need to have surgery this morning on her torn potato cup in her shoulder. Thank you for all your positive thoughts! Everything went well and my niece was able to get there and be with her. I may go in a few weeks if she still needs help. I know from the Mister's shoulder surgery that the recovery is a bee hatch. Please send her thoughts of healing and strength. Thank you.
Enjoy! Have a happy weekend. We are to see the
wizar kids tomorrow, so I'll talk to you on Sunday. As always, thank you for stopping by to visit. Special thanks to you if you take the time to join as a follower or leave a comment!
Paper: PTI white; SU night of navy
Stamp: Hero Arts, "Sandra's Letter
Ink: SU real red, night of navy
Punch: EK star