Blogger, why do you do these things to me?

So, last night for the first time in forever, I had a few minutes to myself and an idea for a post.

Blogger, however, had other ideas. Now, I've read about the frustrations of other bloggers, but until yesterday I really didn't get it. I so get it. From now on, I am going to be the most empathetic commenter on blogs written about Blogger frustration EVER!

I also learned that there is some part of my psyche that doesn't do compromise in certain areas. I know this because, although I've been married some 13 years (which is really just an incredibly long series of compromises) I had a near physical reaction to the suggestion that I write my entry on wordpad and post it another time. Saddest part? The suggestion was internal.

In other news, I've lost 14lbs so far and am inspired to keep going; it appears as though the babysitter took my favourite silver bracelet when she disappeared and I have not one but two giant cold sores - very Angelina.