Twas Brillig

Dear Blog,

While you were sleeping, so much happened. When you fell sick, amazing people jumped in to help rescue you. CableGirl and Shaz both offered support and advice. Then Luisa came along and volunteered her expert friend Radioactive Jam and though he’d never met you before he was willing to drop everything to be at your beck and call. And then all of a sudden, out of no where, Elizabeth arrived on the scene and through her expert analysis, she discovered that you had some troubles deep down inside and that major surgery would be required. Elizabeth was, before this, a total stranger, but as a true Good Samaritan, she spend hours bandaging your wounds and finding the source of your anguish. She knew that it was time to put you out, but only for a little while. It was at this point that you were left comatose, barely surviving, and not functioning at all.

While you were sleeping, other blogs kept working. They wrote wonderful things. You’re so behind on all those posts, I don’t know how you’ll ever catch up. You were tagged with awards and memes and I don’t know when you might get to them, but wasn’t it nice of people to think of you!!! However, there are three posts of which you must be made aware: Both Jenn in Holland and Soccer Mom In Denial awarded you with the Schmoozer award. They even had a tiff over which one would be able to award you, and then amicably decided that they both would! I know that you can hardly believe that anyone would make such a fuss over you, but they did! And then Momma’s World is holding a contest for some incredible Elizabeth Arden products which must be entered soon, because the first drawing is coming up on July 23! Anyone who wants to enter can, so you’d better hurry over there.

Sadly, dear Blog, you have lost your memory. We truly hope that this is a temporary situation. Your posts and your comments are currently being stored here. The doctors are working feverishly to help bring your memory back. (And, while I confess that I did post over there once or twice, please do not consider it cheating. I needed to post somewhere. I’m only human, right? But it meant nothing to me. I was thinking of you the whole time, I swear!)

In the meantime, dear Blog, please know how worried I was–how much I missed you, how I fretted over you. I’m so grateful to have you back. And while you’re not quite looking like your old self yet, please know that we’ll be working together over the next few days to make you as good as new. And don’t you ever frighten me like this again, dear Blog!! You have come to mean so much to me–not just as an “addiction” but as the source whereby I have come to know so many amazing people and have made lasting connections with new-found loved ones.

I love you, dear Blog.

Love,

Brillig

We’re making progress. Many of you have asked why I don’t just dump WordPress and go back to Blogger or try typepad or movable type or one of the other blog-platforms.  The answer is simple:  I’m in love with WordPress.

The problem isn’t and never was with WordPress–instead, it has been on my server itself (so no matter what platform I hosted here, it would have been screwy).  It took us forever to locate it, but once we did we were able to fix it in a jiffy.  (And when I say “we” I of course mean MY HUBBY, who has spent hours and hours and hours on this project of mine.  So much for doing it all by myself, huh?)

Things are looking a little sad and lonely around here, but soon I’ll have restored all my content and comments and a newly designed (but VERY reminiscent of the old design) look.  In the meantime, you can still visit my archives here.  But I did just want to let you know that the error is fixed and the earth can go back to its rotations (it stopped for me… sweet, eh?)

I have so many people to thank!  So many of you jumped to my rescue during all of this!!!!  But the linky-love will have to wait until tomorrow.  Seriously.  It’s 1:00 a.m. and I’m a zombie.  And I have those kiddlings who seem to think that 6:00 a.m. is a reasonable hour to begin their day (and therefore mine)…

G’night, all.  And thanks again.