First Day

Hi, anybody out there.

I decided to set up a blog for my cards but I'm not so great at it. What I need is a young and tasty computer hot-shot to hold my hand while I'm trying to translate instructions into necessary action (words like "account" bring me out in a cold sweat because in my experience it has always meant money!) but I've only got Harry. Well daughter offered if we got stuck, muttering more frightening jargon like "photo bucket" (pronounced "bouquet"?) but Harry managed to get my picture up all on his own.

"See, it's a Man Thing," he said.

So - how would he know?

Anyway, why keep a dog and bark yourself, is what I always say.

While he did that I was having a traumatic time with my knitting, having ironed acrylic wool with a steam iron (a no- no if ever there was one) tearfully ripping out and re-knitting the damaged back of a wee jacket because I knew I couldn't live with it. it doesn't look too good re-knitted with the same wool either but it's all I've got (like Harry) and it's the best I can do.

It's a man's world.

"Do you want to post you cards up?" he says now.

No. I'm exausted with all that angst, which is sufficient unto the day. And so to bed..