I’m just going to be flat-out annoying today and beg for help.
Once upon a time, I was a little bit – well, a lot, but it was Dos Geekery – geeky, but then I didn’t use it and lost all my geek talents. So we get this message Sunday from our service provider about our blog account being suspended. Why, March asked me? I have no idea! Patty responded. March put in a very cute and totally clueless trouble ticket. Blog hosting company tells us we have too much stuff on our front page and it puts a load on their servers and so we got suspended. Okay, annoying old blog hosting company sorta fell apart at the end, but they never bothered us with this level of detail.
So what does that mean, March’nPatty the Clueless Ones asked. And how-o-how do we fix it? Tech Support tells us to change our front page so we don’t load so much stuff. March and I look at each other (through e-mail) and blink eyes that have no idea what we should do next.
Other than just bare bones our front page so it has no graphics, no ads, no sidebars, just a simple Perfume Posse at the top, does anyone have some WordPress skilz or know someone who does and won’t charge us a fortune to tell us how to keep the GreenGeeks blog hosting guys from cutting us off again? I’ve been to lots of blogs that take a lot longer to load, so I keep thinking we’re not that excessive in our use, but what in the world do we know? Perfume, yeah. Blogginess? Not that much.
Shameless begging for cheap or free help.
I’m awash in perfume. The two angels that do all my decanting decided to take a vacation (!?!?!?!?) this week, so it’s just me and my youngest son, who, as it turns out, is much better at decanting than he was two years ago when I tried to get him to help before. I spent some time in there this morning early, trying to get some of this done – slowly, I might add, since I can’t find anything anymore – then had to head to the office for my day job meeting. I forgot what I had been doing until I got in my truck and smelled JAR Golconda on my wrist where I had splashed some and a little Jardenia around my ear, I think, and wasn’t that Chanel Egoiste on my elbow? Chloe too? Yeah, pretty sure. I happen to love walking into my house when decanting has been going on all day, and that crayon box of crazy perfume smells hits me as some whirled fragrant pea soup that’s pretty amazing. I think it may be a far different thing when I walk into a fairly staid office whirling my pea soup fragrance mosh pit around. Yes? I didn’t ask, I just tried to finish up quickly and get out.
For those of you as clueless as we are on the blog geekery, you need something to talk about, so what is the most embarrassing public perfume thing you’ve done? Spill Bal a Versailles on your shoe and forgot to change shoes before you went to the doctor’s office? You can tell us here.