So I have a Fairy Godmother. Wow. Who'd have guessed? Would you like to meet her? Okay, okay, patience, girls. First the story of how we met...
As you know because I told you all, I was feeling pretty blue about the problems you were having with my blog. Some of you. Some of the time. You all know intermittent problems are the hardest to fix don't you? Just look at my dishwasher. Did I tell you it has broken down again? This time it was mice. Inside the sealed cupboard space that you can't access from inside the house. Or from any other place actually. The mice found a way though. They can get anywhere. How do they do that? Anyway, the mice'd chewed through the tubing and the nice dishwasher man has taken it away to fix. The dishwasher I mean, not the tubing. The builder is sealing the cupboard space too, so the mice can't get in and do their mischief again. Blech.
So where was I? Oh yes, my blog. I was feeling the same way about my blog. Meh. It was all getting a bit hard, to be honest. I love to write. I love to keep in touch with you all. But I am a Luddite. I was born in 1963, for goodness sake. That makes me old enough to be your mother, some of you. Can you imagine your mother blogging? And no, Richele, my mum doesn't read mine. Good job you girls do, coz my friends and family don't. Not even our family who live in far flung parts of the world like France and Canada and Wales and Scotland. They don't read it either. Why is that do you think? It is not that I have blue funks very often. In fact, I think I'm pretty even tempered. What's more, my hubby agrees. That is saying something!
So yesterday I did. I blue funked. And I told you about it. I blogged about my problem and then I sat here wondering what to do next. Possibly I wrung my hands and rolled my eyes. I'm not sure about that. What I did do, was to give an anguished cry of despair into cyberspace. More precisely, into Twitter. One tiny little tweet with the tag: #savvyblogging. Do you know it? Try it some time.
Within minutes, I had met the most wonderful lady. My fairy godmother. Did you know, this lady who I had never met before spent all yesterday morning - which was actually Wednesday night where she lives - working on my blog for me? For nothing? And do you know, she fixed it? Well, yes you do, coz you can see that. She did. From the other side of the world. For a stranger.
So now the introduction. Her name is Dee. She blogs at Start Dreaming. She's a homeschooling, reading, gardening, God fearing, crazy coupon loving mummy. And she fixes blogs. Well, she did mine. Yesterday. That's her modest little comment at the bottom of yesterday's post. The one that says, "Woohoo! Great job!" As if it had anything to do with me. Which it didn't. This is all about Dee.
If you felt like it you could hop over to Dee's blog for me and tell her how much we appreciate what she did. If you feel like it. I've already told her of course, but I think she'd feel good if you told her too. You'd make me happy too. Dee's just started a blog meme called Why I love.... This week is about being pregnant. Which I haven't been for such a long time I've forgotten what I loved about it. Perhaps you remember. Aussie Therese certainly would! Brandy would too. Perhaps you might like to link up.
So my fairy godmother fixed my blog.
My beloved fixed my blue funk too, and I'm happy again. I'm so blessed to have him.
I am blessed to have met Dee.
I am blessed to know you all too. Thanks for putting up with me.
Your friend Jeanne. The Luddite.