The only constant is change

So the website is up for 3 whole days and already I am changing things. We had a cool idea for the home page, but it turns out it's fraught with difficulty and I wasted the whole day yesterday learning new HTML stuff, photoshop stuff, stuff I never knew I needed to know. The thing is, it was fun. I just love figuring it all out and finally getting it right and who cares if it's the 16th try and a real geek would have got it right the 2nd time?

Writer's group tonight. The Gather rating rises slowly but surely. I regard it as hopeless, but what the hell?

What's intimidating to the max is the fact that cards, baking, shopping, decorating, wrapping and all that stuff are staring me in the face and the deadline can't be changed. Lots of work to be done in a short period of time and god, I have done this for so many years, and I take out my great grandmother's victorian decorations, so old that Santa is skinny and it's always sad to think of all the people that shared Christmas past are now gone. My mom's recipes--she baked the best cookies and had the world's 2nd best stuffing recipe. Anyway, these sad feelings come with the holiday.

We have the kids old electric train out, trying to decide whether to sell it on EBAY or not. Gathering dust now, and someone should have it. These things are for fathers, not for kids and I hope we find one.

Onward, but probably not upward.

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