Hi! Guess what? It's time to change your bookmarks, because this blog has moved!!! You can now find me at: www.struggleandemerge.com.

I look forward to seeing you all over there, and to hearing all of your comments! My site isn't all customized and fabulousized yet, but it's coming!

Thanks again to Roy who's held my hand through all of this. Without him, I would have been completely lost!

So whatcha waiting for? Click the link to the new site!

I am the dumbest person ever. At least for today.

You know how I'm purchasing my domain, getting ready to move over to my own "home" on the internet? Well, my tech guy PM'd me to say "Hey! www.struggleandemerge.com doesn't work!" So I thought that I was having issues like Mama Jen, but it seems that I registered THE WRONG FARKING DOMAIN NAME!!!! So I called their tech support, but it seems that domain names are a final sale with NO EXCEPTIONS!!!! I had actually registered www.struggleandemerg.com. Which I couldn't live with.

I ended up buying a new domain name. With proper spelling. Now I'm just waiting for it to come through the email so I can send it to Roy to fix for me. Because he's a gem and a doll and I would be broke with out him. And without his sharp eye? I'd bet the blogger who can't spell.

Hanna? I totally blame all this on YOOOOUUUU!!! This and the fact that I feel like I'm getting a cold. It's all on you, baby.

Have I every told you how much I love underwear? No? Well, shucks! Here's my chance. I love underwear a whole lot. I love buying underwear. I love having them in all colours of the rainbow. There is nothing I dislike about underwear.

Except for this.

I just ripped mine in the bathroom. Yeah, it was hot. Apparently, these ones were not well made, as I just seperated the edging from the cotton.

I guess this makes me a tramp who runs around in ripped undies.

I can't stop laughing about it!

I had this huge, well thought out post about how I started blogging, then I asked you to share your blogging experience. BUT!!! It totally punched my blog in the face (or, as Chachi said, "It was all holding its fist in the air. Shouting out anti Kait slogans") so I reacted by punching IT in the throat (ps. that's the phrase of the day. Because I think it would hurt a lot to get punched in the throat).

Instead, I will blog about something else.

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Ok. Maybe after lunch.

Or was my last post just too serious?



Ok, maybe it was just that post. Eeek!