A New Way of Thinking of Looking

Thinking, or looking? Which is it, you say? Well. It's both. Because I've been thinking of looking like a new, improved blog. Thinking, because I have run into more problems, snares and snags and frustrating buggy type things all day long. All Day! And, newsflash.. I don't actually have the luxury of an entire day to spend on this. If I did, I would just be on vacation, perhaps in St. John or Maui, kicking back with a colada of sorts.

I have a newer, shinier look. I have a new header, which, yes, I did take myself. It's not quite as telling as the last header (in which the toddler is running, full on toddler speed, in the opposite direction as me,) but it contains an inextricable sweetness that I'm in love with. And that's what matters.

Even the twigs on the baby toes. Brought up from the depths of the underwater lair from whence they grew. I love those too, in all their imperfection.

However! Last time I checked, comments weren't working. And I got news of this, alas, from a bloggy pal who was trying to comment! Ah! What could be worse than the technological rejection of a potential ego stroke? [Nothing.]

But, as in everything else in my life, I have a theory. And here it goes...