About two months ago, I made the unfortunate decision to go in the back door of the blog and change some fonts.
Yes, I said change some fonts.
Because that’s what I do.
At the click of a button, the entire text of my blog disappeared into cyberspace.
After several hours of work, my technical team restored the blog.
It did not come without a price, and I am not even referring to the money that I paid Cathy. Even after restoring as much as she could, I lost all posts that were written between the time of my last database backup to the time she restored. (Which happened to be about five posts.) And even worse than that, my blog was infected with stray characters through just about every. single. blog. post. since the beginning of the blog. For that reason you might see 27 question marks sprinkled throughout a blog post. Or small squares with questions marks in them.
At this very moment, my technical team (aka Cathy from Desperately Seeking WordPress), is working on the removal of those characters. I just don’t think I have it in me to visit all 1,080 posts to edit the characters out. But, I most certainly WILL if it comes to that.
ANYway, this is the last of the posts that I lost. It is for that reason there is a Halloween post on my blog in January.
Enjoy.
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These two
bring me untold
only, without the almond.
Especially because of the Hulk’s
of a smile. I crack up at the thought of it.
Their friend Brock made me
with his old school rap star costume.
In his words he was, “Yo yo Run GMC, baby!”
( I think he meant Run DMC!)
The group took a
to pose for yet another picture.
Oh my word, did I mention our friend Maya?
Did you
wearing a costume her mama, Jill made? She is such a
when it comes to sewing and designing. Just have a look at this “feddered Indian” costume Maya asked for.
If there would have been a favorite costume contest, Maya would’ve won it hands down.
I think they would all agree that Halloween, 2011 was a sweet success!
Even my friend Jessica, who also celebrated her birthday that same night.
But I would suggest asking how old she is when she’s wielding a big knife like that.
She might kick it old school and go all Jason Vorhees on you.
Happy Halloween y’all!
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