Tumbled Words

Yes, I need to learn how to use it properly. But you can comment on individual paragraphs, wherever that little comment bubble is! And once a comment is made it will show up next to the post. . .in theory. So it is more like a conversation — or more confusing, we will see which!

I’ll find instructions to fix the photos - tonight hopefully.

It may not work out — I can’t figure out what some of it does yet, but I will experiment tonight! The table of contents is in order from first post to last — hmmm.

But check out this Thursday Thirteen post as an example of what you could do. Each of the thirteen in the lists has a place to comment - so if you only want to comment on just one of them rather than the whole post you can click that bubble and comment just one that. . . otherwise you can click on the overall comment symbol.

TT Post with sample comments added

No, not around that way.  I worked so hard on changes for my blogs today. Then I went on to play.  Now, I am doing what I should have done sooner resting my eyes. Y’all, please set a timer (cell phone works great) and rest your eyes from the computer 15 minutes every hour. Exercise or do housework, anything to keep from drying out your eyes with that computer screen.  I’m TRYING to remember, but I get lost in thought  — or playing.

You know you have bought the right computer when the photos it takes removes years from your looks!  Witness:

1990, he was 12. Just before Halloween, he wanted a party. Our back porch had been used as the hub or repairs and projects, the concrete was grungy. Leon added the anti-slip to white paint for the concrete and painted. . . (hush!)

Halloween came, kids came, univited kids came, tacos became food fight ammunition. Make that tacos with greasy hamburger and red chili and cumin spices. . . The floor was never the same. Nor was I.

Once I put that florescent green Tina Turner wannabe wig on, the rocker in me never left. Luckily for our son (and his friends) I already knew I couldn’t sing by then, so did not attempt it. I did teach a few of the girls a belly dance step or two, though.

Now, what was he saying to me? That is the expression of a child who knows he can tell his mom anything —