My mom suggested I start a blog. I suspect this was her way of trying to help me find some middle ground knowing I am really busy, but maybe if I could do one post, then that might happen instead of several different e-mails. I chose this site quite randomly as I think it came up once when I was checking my gmail address and so I thought what the heck, how hard can it be?!?
Well it's not hard at all; everything is straight forward. I choose a template, customized it and started writing. I sent an e-mail to friends and family and thought no more Aunty- or Mom-guilt about 'I'd really like to hear how things are going...heavy sigh'.
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The problem started when I suspected it wasn't being read - particularly by the very person that had suggested I write it. I was puzzled. Then I went to see my mother and got asked NUMEROUS questions that were clearly answered in my blog: MOM WAS TOTALLY BUSTED.
There was some sputtering about how, "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT!"
I think that's sort of pathetic because she has an iphone and a kindle and is generally pretty tech savvy - she texts me. To eliminate the excuses, here are a few tips:
- Apparently if you join the blog, it does not send you an e-mail and tell you I have posted something new
- If you scroll down to the bottom, you can keep up-to-date by putting in your e-mail address, then the site will send you an e-mail when I post something new. It will send you an e-mail confirmation that you want this - you have to respond in order for it to work
- You can and should comment on the blog - see there is like a comment box - you know it's for comments. This is a great way to get in on the funny Scottish stories; it is also objective evidence that you are actually reading my blog
- You can do some other things like hit +1, which I think means you recommend it, but you'll have to ask someone under 20 or the guy in Germany that +1'd "Never Let Bo Make Your Travel Arrangements"
Ideally, I would have used a photo of Margaret and Thatcher, but I can never get them to sit together. In fact, they lead these really colorful and funny lives unless I take my camera out and then they just act like regular dogs. Most disappointing...but every once and a while there is something so wonderful around they put aside their camera phobia and just go for it.
So my aunty sends me an e-mail that says, I tried to add a comment, but it gave me 5 choices and I chose one, but it didn't like it - expletive. So I decided to write my own comment so I could test out this complex system. I assume the issue she is having is that she hasn't subscribed either as a member or through e-mail.
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ReplyDeletemiddleoldcrow here.....
ReplyDeleteI don't remember you wearing pink? I like the eye.
Let's hope this works.
I LOVE how Maggie tries to get in on the act and steal Thatchers thunder right at the end, she bounds over just as you're telling him what a clever boy he is all "yep, look at us, didnt WE do great" xx
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