Have you ever bitten off more than you can chew? Like not being very computer savvy, thinking you can move your blog to a different host, and change the design? Yeah, me either. Because who would ever attempt to do that?
One week ago today, I began my friendship with the fine folks at DreamHost and Squarespace when I attempted moving my blog from one location to another. There were many email exchanges as I started the process and realized that I had locked myself out of my old account and could not retrieve my blog content.
This is huge for a few reasons... 1. I have a bad relationship with computers that stems from a college computer class from the the pit of hell. 2. I have a difficult time asking for help because I don't want to be intrusive. I am not a fully recovered people pleaser, obviously. 3. Sometimes losing the blog I have worked on for the last two years is enough to push a middle-aged, emotional mom over the edge.
I never wanted to be that customer. You know the one I am talking about? The one that those in customer service roll their eyes at? That one. But Squarespace and DreamHost were patient and kind. Thank you, Squarespace team, from here on out it will be smooth sailing. I think. To my new BFF Alex at DreamHost...you deserve a raise or a vacation. Or both. And to my niece Christine (whom I called when Squarespace said I was 95% there at setting up my blog with them and begged her to finish the last 5% for me) you saved your Auntie from a nervous breakdown.
So even though the blog is unfinished I decided to have it up and running. My guess is it will take me a few months to import all the photos to the posts and I didn't want to wait that long to show you this INCREDIBLE DRESS! There has to be a silver lining, right? This dress is it.
A few months ago my friend Julie contacted me and said she had some beautiful dresses that had belonged to her aunt and wondered if I would want them. Heck, yes! Thank you, Julie, they are all lovely and I am looking forward to wearing them. And thank you to my friend Linda for doing a little mending that needed to be done on this dress.
You know what? I am just going to stop talking and show you this dress.
Oh wait, I have to tell you one more thing. What? I'm not done talking? That's surprising. Remember my last post about the sick black cat? Yeah. We came home from a little vacation to a weird smell in the house. The next morning there was no mistaking the weird smell was a dead smell. The black cat dug a hole near the window well (where the baby skunks had been) and crawled into the hole, and died. And there ends the tail of woe.
Now onto the beautiful vintage dress.