I was talking to my home girl, Skinny Bitch, on the phone the other night. She just bought a new house, and is making adjustments to being single after a long time married. Which totally cancels out her plans to get even with Mr. SB for his transgressions. Be very relieved, Mr. SB.

I was telling her about all the young women who call me on the psychic power network, or PPN. They want to know if the object of their desires will call them or text them, and what does he mean by “I just want to be friends”?

I explained that I tell them to create an air of mystery, and step back a bit, see if he comes to them.

Skinny Bitch erupted into gales of laughter.

“OMG! That’s totally code for STOP STALKING HIM!”

She knows me so well.

Or, more precisely, who’s in the box?

You may remember my Grammie from this wicked picture

I had been going through homemade Christmas cards, hoping to find a design I could use on my banner, when I finally found the picture of my Grammie I had been looking for. I put it aside for much of the day because, people, I had some code issues.

Thanks to J at Life’s Just Beachy, I can switch out my masthead Any.Time.I.Want.To.

While we were exchanging screenshots, I got a call from one of the twin cousins, who had some upsetting news about Grammie. Grammie had just suffered a stroke, and was unresponsive in hospital.

Look carefully at this picture, please. Note the grin. This image was taken 11 years ago. Can you see what she is in?

Early this morning, between midnight and 1:00 am, I felt my anxiety replaced by peace.

I got a message from one of the twins this morning, saying that she was alert and responsive right about that time. Grammie is 95, and I know that she is ready to go now, but I will always want to visit her, to talk to her one more time. I’m so not ready.

I’m so thankful that prayers have been answered for this light of my life. Grammie won’t have to use her coffin yet for anything but storing spare linens.

There is a wonderful /backstory to this Gram and coffin thing, and I promise to tell it. Today, I am going to put my brain on hold for a bit.

I wanted to make me a shiny new blogroll, like Heather’s at OMSH
I went to the quintessential go-to geek guy Andy Bailey
and my heart, it did sing, with a mere line of code to insert in my sidebar. Andy wrote the fabulous WordPress plugin CommentLuv
and I have been thrilled to have the use of this brilliant plugin. It allows your commenters to leave a link to their last post, sharing the linky love.

(Unlike the grinchy Blogger/Google, which no longer allows the “Other” option, so you can link to your website outside Blogger, just by signing in. That is gone now. If you want a link with your sign-in on Blogger, you have to create a profile. Then the clever folks delete their blogger page and just list their real blog page under “Contact Me”) Whew! That was a mini-rant, but I feel so much better now.

What was I talking about?

I was so happy, I think I may have offered him my firstborn. Then I pestered Heather some more, and Andy some more, and neither has made outright death threats, although there might have been muttering somewhere. I’m hoping that Tell her to go suck an egg
wasn’t meant for me.

Andy also helped me to pretty up my categories without all that pesky, long-winded html, because, you know, php has all these built in functions.

Are your eyes bleeding from geek talk? Perhaps the fork you are sticking in them?

For those lucky WordPress bloggers (and my, I do love me some WordPress) who want to do their own, I will share the brilliant line of code that allows you to rotate your screenshot thumbnails. In your sidebar code, under this: <div id=”blogroll_headers”> Why, just pop this line of code in:

<?php wp_list_bookmarks(’title_before=<div>&title_after=</div>&show_images=1&show_description=1&orderby=rand&limit=3′); ?>

And your image blogroll links, they will rotate, showing three per page load.

If you want to be on my blogroll, just leave me a comment, and I will be happy to oblige. You should mention in the comment that you want on the blogroll.

Now, go forth and make your own! And go leave Andy some love.

Shameless self-promotion: Show me some freaking love. Go on, vote. You know you wanna. You have to register first, but you will make me very happy. Check your junk mail folder for the registration confirmation.

I spent the past two days tweaking my CSS, and I still have that incredibly huge header.

I want to move the photo to the upper left, and have the title to the right of the photo. Then 86 the whole “Hi! I’m witchypoo.” blurb. The header is way too big. It’s a bit tricky working with somebody else’s code. Way easier to do your own, because you know what the selectors mean to you. I’m going to upload WordPress to another server for testing purposes. You cannot mess with a live site when you are altering the layout of somebody else’s code.

I cannot emphasize enough, if you are using Internet Explorer 6, find yourself a CSS compliant browser, preferably Firefox. You will love me for that, send me your firstborn, etc. It is that good.

Okay, I see your eyes glazing over. Two things. Just admire my sidebars awhile if you will. I made a new blogroll from images, but haven’t found a way to caption them, so you will have to mouse over to get the blog title.

Second thing: There is a “Deck the Blogs” uncontest over at Memarie Lane so just click the button on my sidebar (the sidebar that does not show up if you are still clinging to the evil IE6) and it will take you right to the un-contest. All you have to do is send her a Christmas type of image, or post it on your blog. I went through all my images on my D drive before I realized I had already posted the perfect one right here. Fabulous prizes for this one!

Alright, enough out of me. You luddites with IE6, bite the bullet and get you some Firefox.

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