Friday, March 22, 2019

puffy mc puffalot

There was no joy in Mudville this morning when I clanked out the box of clippers and blades… oh no… and when the table was trundled from the laundry room they knew they were in for a lousy morning. Yes. It was fur-flying, clipper clacking day for the poodles. They didn’t have it very rough though - a buzz around their faces, a tickle of their toes, a clackity clack over their bodies, and then we finished with a light scissoring of their legs. They still have fancy haircuts - it isn’t summer yet - so they’ll keep reasonably warm. And gosh, they look so nice!

After that success I fired up my laptop, made of backup copy of what I had of the web pages so far, then got to work trying some things I found on the internet. A bit of javascript meant I could have one copy of the style codes to be used on all pages - just what my little heart desires. I hate duplication!

Oh… call me crazy… but I got another instant pot yesterday. There are many times when I’m preparing a meal for guests when one more would do the trick. I have forgotten how to use my stove, and forget about the microwave :-0  But roast in one, rice or potatoes in another, and then the third gets a lovely soup. And lets not forget about the actifry - the veggies go there. That’s not crazy at all… is it?

Maybe they’ll all get a rest tonight though and we’ll do take out. lol

A small bit of madness overtook us today… we were about to email Don to ask him to order something from Amazon for us… when, with a flash of clarity, we realized that our own subscription of Amazon Prime could be justified. Once we were all set, I fired up my phone with the Amazon Music app and started to stream… oh yeah! A million songs at my fingertips. I haven’t perused the movies yet though.

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
~Mark Twain

Thursday, March 21, 2019

muddled and not a mojito

The sun isn’t shining at the moment but a chorus of birdsong echos amongst the trees. The sound that speaks of spring and the joy of rebirth. Robins, red-wing blackbirds, cardinals all have a bar or two to contribute to the masterpiece that rivals Vivaldi’s ‘Four Seasons’.

The melting has been slow but sure - a good thing with this much snow cover. Parts of the laneway are showing, and every fallen leaf has melted deeper and closer to the earth.

The dogs are joyous at their expanding world. In the mornings, after a hard cold overnight, the snow is hard enough for them to walk… no run… on. Spike has been going crazy, the big dogs are more sedate, but no less happy, to be off the laneway.

I feel the same joy. Or at least I tell myself I do…

I’ve been keeping myself distracted and frustrated and satisfied by working on the Family Website. Gosh, there is a lot to remember and relearn. Getting a template built that works and looks good has been a challenge. I need to get that one page done so it can be copied to create all the other pages. I’ll have to edit all the pages for a format change so want to get that nailed down before creating the rest of the content.

I fought with it a bit yesterday trying to get rid of the extra space between one section and the next. I pored over the code and just couldn’t see anything… until there it was nowhere near where I was looking. Three <p>’s that fell outside the </td></tr> but before the next <tr>. Orphans shuffled to the top of the page. Oh Gosh (and those were not the exact words :-o

Today, for some reason unknown to man, the files that I transfered from my laptop to the web server were not updating. I wrestled with it for ages, server connection kept crashing, gave up, wrestled some more, deleted everything, re-uploaded, still wrestled, and then it worked. What the Heck!!!

Did I actually do stuff like this for a living?

Time for another coffee and a gingernut while I ponder the next refinements. By accident I found a debugging tool (built right into Chrome), that I’ll use to run the pages through to look for problems. At this point there are two problems showing up on my template page and for the life of me I can’t see why I’m getting the warning. All tds and trs are counted and accounted for but for some unknown reason the debugger is not happy.

(fyi - <tr> starts a table row, <td> starts a table cell and one row can have many cells depending on the parameters that you set within the tag… easy, right?) Oh gosh… I think I’ll do some studying on the internet and maybe change some things over to javascript to really confuse myself!

Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"...
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...”
~Frances Hodgson Burnett

Monday, March 18, 2019

dancing a jig

Jigg’s dinner was on the menu last night to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day - I’m 1/8th Irish so it only seemed right to have a typical Irish meal. I cooked the corned beef in the instant pot, and then when it was done I tossed the cabbage, potatoes and carrots in for a few minutes. Easy peasy. I was surprised at how much I liked the cabbage.

Pat, Trudie & Leo were here for the celebration, although unlike an Irish kitchen party, it didn’t go on till the wee hours.

Saturday I hunched over my computer for ages, tweaking a <tr> here and a <bgcolor=#33449> there. I’m slowly getting my memory back for the tech stuff, but now have to figure out the structure of all the data - I think that will be the hardest part as it seems there will be lots to include.

It was a great relief after all those bits and bytes to go over to Trudie & Leo’s for some pizza and non-computer talk.

One of the topics that we often drift to is euthanasia and what the rules around it should be. We are all in agreement that at a certain point of alzheimer's or parkinson's that a way out would be good. Alas, the rules are not structured in such a way that it could be pre-setup that when certain conditions were met we would be released from the misery that the world had become.

Today I was in town for a quick visit with my brother and then we continued on our quest for chairs… this is turning out to be a more difficult task than we expected, but at least we’ve narrowed down some of the requirements. I’ve agreed on a swivel chair for the main ‘guest’ chair, even though they are mostly hideous. The sixth chair can be fixed and smaller as it will rarely be used and usually stored around the corner out of the way.

The strong rays of the sun are softening the ice on the laneway and slowly dispatching the snow in areas where a tiny bit of dark is showing. The little peeks of dark soak up the heat and radiate it, melting the snow faster around it.

Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.”
~Sylvia Plath