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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”
I welcome your comments but be warned: I'm menopausal and as likely to snarl as smile. Wine or Maltesers are an acceptable bribe; or a compliment about my youthful looks and cheery disposition will do in a pinch.
This Is Me:
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
I have the funniest readers in the blogosphere (not necessarily ha ha…)
The Laughing Housewife 
hehehe i love it
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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.
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I too am a mother of sons… one especially is my Techie. I know exactly where you are coming from.
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Another club we can start. I like starting clubs.
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Excellent! Can’t wait until my children are old enough to pass it to…
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Thank you, God, for techie sons – and grandsons in my case!
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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
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Oh yes please.
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Oh, no need! TB read my post and got his act together. Thanks anyway.
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*chuckle*
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