I know, I know… I gotta update my site… not that anyone out there is really watching… but I have this great idea for the look and still have to get it to implement the way I want. Time’s just been tight lately.
I had so much trouble with CSS this weekend, I gave up for a
while. Since I’m using WordPress, there are things I need to include in
my CSS file so that everything shows up nicely. I’m currently
using a slightly modified template, but I wanted to make my own
template, or seriously modify another template. Most of the
templates I look at are seriously lacking comments, so figuring out what
they do is almost impossible. Then there are all these tricks to
get the sheets to work or look right in IE, since I use FireFox, I
didn’t notice how wrong my page looked in IE till my hubby came over
with his laptop “your website looks all screwy.” Yea, thanks hun.
It’s nice to see that I’m not the only one to see this issues with CSS, that people smarter than me don’t like it. I’m going to have to take some time later to read the other comments, but so far looks like many of my personal complaints have been repeated by others.
I know that not many ppl stop by my site, but if you happen to today, you’ll note that my site will look different, probably several times over. I’m messing with CSS, and I’m trying to get it to work the way I want, so the site will go thru quite a few changes today as I figure that all out!
ETA: I’m really not thrilled with CSS… why does it have to be so complicated??? WHY???? As far as I can tell, it doesn’t have to be complicated, but it’s hard to find good examples out there to review and learn from. I’m sure there are ways to do what I want to do (ok, everything except for rotated text aparently) it’s just hard for me to figure the process out.
I stopped at Petsmart this weekend for some supplies for my gecko and cockatiel, and they have dogs there for adoption, and I played with an adorable puppy for a bit. It just reminds me that I want a dog.
There’s something about a ball of fur that greets you at the door when you come home from a long day at work. (Yes, I’m happy to see my husband at the end of the day, but I’d still really like a dog.) I always loved animals, when I was younger, before my first biology class in high school when I realized I couldn’t ever remember all those body parts for all those different animals, I wanted to be a veterinarian.
My family had a dog when I was a child. He died when I was 12. He was a black and white cocker-spaniel, a year older than me, he was my brothers dog and was kept outside in a pen in the back yard. When he got old and sick, he was brought inside and crated in the laundry room. I had cried and cried that they not send the dog to a “farm,” because I knew what that meant. So I didn’t have to see the dog go, but he spent the rest of his life in a crate. I look back on it now and I know that it wasn’t the best thing for him. He wasn’t happy, and we weren’t happy listening to his barking, begging to be let out to spend time with the family. I did my best to help take care of the dog, but I was 12 and of course not the most responsible child. Ever since he died, I’ve wanted a dog of my own, a house dog that would sleep by my side and be my best friend, just like in the movies and books I’d read about such loyal companions.
For my 14th birthday, my parents said I could get a bird or a cat.
This wasn’t a dog, but after many lost hamsters, some hermit crabs, and
fish, I was up for a new pet of my own. I chose a cockatiel, I’ve never
been a cat person, and 12 years later, I’m still very happy I have her
in my life. (My husband finds her squawking a bit annoying, but every
now and then I come home to him feeding her extra bits of his dinner and
talking with her.)
But I still want a dog. This isn’t to say I’m ready for a dog, or that a
dog is appropriate for our life right now. We bought a house a little
less than a year ago, and have been doing a lot of renovating. We both
work and are gone from home most of the day. We have a bird and a gecko,
which could be potential dog-toys. Plus, there was the “incident” I had
with a dog in college (first visit to meet the family of my boyfriend
at the time) that took a bite at my face. Several stitches were
required, and ever since, I’m very, very cautious of strange dogs.
A year ago we visited the local shelters, and we almost had a dog, but twice decided the time wasn’t quite right. I torture myself now and then with visits to petfinder.com, looking at all the sad little homeless faces. I know nothing of their personalities thou, and now that I’m so unsure around dogs, it makes the personality of an adult dog a very, very important issue for me.
At the moment, getting a puppy seems right-out. I don’t know that we have the time or patience, thou I’d probably be most comfortable with a dog who’s entire history I was familiar with. But we’ve all heard that it takes 2 about years for a dog to get beyond their puppy-stage, and I don’t know if we’re ready for that.
Picking a dog breed will also be an issue. I always liked german shepherds, they make generally good dogs, but a few breed selectors from Animal Planet, Purina, and the like recommed for my life-stye the Clumber Spaniel, Newfounlad, Swissie, or other Mountain dog. I think cuz they’re big, loyal, and relatively lazy dogs (don’t require hours of walks every day). Plus, pure-bread puppies are expensive. It’s a little less likely to come across any breeds that specific at the shelters thou, as found-dogs are often mutts, not that there’s anything wrong with that at all, but there are other certain breed-traits I would rather avoid if possible.
So, some day… till then, I’ll just keep looking at those sad faces online and hoping the best for them.
While I’m keeping my drawing skills from getting rusty, I might as well keep my mind from goin rusty as well. Yes, I’ve heard these suggestions before, but I’m a bit interested in being reminded of them. I’ve always been damn sure I was a visual-spacial learner, and so I’m anxious to learn a few new tricks.
My basic strategy for remembering where my keys are is to leave them in the same exact spot every day. But this doesn’t always happen, and if I’m running into the house cuz I have to pee and I drop my keys somewhere on the way, I’ll be pretty frustrated in the morning when I’m trying to find them. Paying attention to what you’re doing seems to be a big part of remembering anything in general. Unfortunately I’m often preoccupied in one way or another.
