Don’t Mess With Me, Flag People: I’m The Mother Of Sons

15 Feb
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Share one thing that you learned recently.

Technical ability is a gift; not a right: installing a flag counter is 1% aspiration; 99% perspiration; and 100% passing the buck.

It’s why I had children.

10 Responses to “Don’t Mess With Me, Flag People: I’m The Mother Of Sons”

  1. viewfromtheside February 15, 2011 at 19:01 #

    hehehe i love it


  2. musings February 15, 2011 at 20:01 #

    I had only one son and it took all of the above to raise that kid. Thank goodness he turned out so well. Granted, I blame all my gray hairs on him.

    I’m learning something new on my Kindle everyday.


  3. Pseu February 15, 2011 at 21:30 #

    I too am a mother of sons… one especially is my Techie. I know exactly where you are coming from.


    • Tilly Bud February 16, 2011 at 10:13 #

      Another club we can start. I like starting clubs.


  4. kateshrewsday February 15, 2011 at 22:32 #

    Excellent! Can’t wait until my children are old enough to pass it to…


  5. vivinfrance February 16, 2011 at 07:31 #

    Thank you, God, for techie sons – and grandsons in my case!


  6. earlybird February 16, 2011 at 09:30 #

    But I still can’t see your flag counter amongst the widgets on the RHS… would you like assistance moving it? 🙂

    Love the new look, BTW


    • Tilly Bud February 16, 2011 at 10:03 #

      Oh yes please.


      • Tilly Bud February 16, 2011 at 11:13 #

        Oh, no need! TB read my post and got his act together. Thanks anyway.


  7. Cindy February 18, 2011 at 07:25 #



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