Ok, not that I think anyone besides myself is actually reading this, but I thought I would share a little irony with you. First, it is important that you know my husband is a web developer. He has been designing websites for at least as long as I’ve known him, which is over 7 years, and he just keeps getting better. He reads up on things and can talk to me for hours using words and acronyms that mean absolutely nothing to me. And it was his idea that I start a blog. He thinks I need something for me, which would be lovely if I could ever carve out time for actually blogging (Please note that tonight–well, really this morning now–I should be sleeping. I really should. I’ve been sick for a week and we all went to bed early so I could actually rest, but after laying there for over an hour I gave up, so here I am.), but I always seem to have something more important on my to-do list. Also, it seems like every other wife/mom type that I aspire to be like has a blog, so it seemed to be a natural part of the progress (I believe I mentioned that in my first post, so long ago, yet only 4 posts before this one).
So that’s the background. Techie husband. Wanting to be like all the other “cool” moms. Well, my dearest darling set up this lovely WordPress site for me, gave me a password, and encouraged me to go forth and write! Which I did. And then he told me to come up with a design and he would implement it for me at some point in the near future when we were both free to sit down at a computer and design together. So…notice my design? Very creative, eh? Oh, wait…this is the default design…hmm.
Now to the climax of my little story that seems so very interesting to me in the middle of the night but will probably be quite dull in the light of day: I decided to just do it myself! After all, there’s nothing he can do, that I can’t, right? I mean, I’ve given birth twice–that’s gotta earn me something in the real world! So I at least decided to just plop in someone else’s theme for the time being, thinking anything is better than the boring default design. Ok. So I searched through the lovely database of free themes and found one that I thought could work for me. I downloaded it.
Now what??
Where’s the “insert theme” button? Apparently in some directory that I get to through my host server, and something called godzilla–no wait, Filezilla (which I believe is one of those many words my husband flings around). Oh, dear. Wife of techie genius dies of mortification at not knowing even the simplest of web design concepts. (I wish I knew how to put that on a little banner that made it look like a headline on a newspaper…that would be cool.)
There it is. Your irony for the night. Married to a web guy and I don’t even know where one would find a host server. Guess I’ve got a few more goals to add to my progress list. Oy! Technology.
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