"Poor Little Bunny"

Since J got back on Sunday, he's been sniffing and sneezing. I guess standing out in the cold for 14 hours at the event on Saturday didn't quite help. So yesterday just before lunch he calls me to say he's coming home.

He's sick.

The doctor says it's only a cold. So no worries, it's not the swine flu. No need to quarantine and lock myself up in the house. All he needs is rest and soon he should be good to go.

It's been awhile since i've had company during the day. It wasn't so lonely especially with the occasional nose blowing in the background as an indicator that he's still alive.

We still haven't got around to getting a sofa, so the spare mattress is still lying in the middle of the living room. And once and awhile he'll peel himself from under the covers and make his way into the kitchen. Dragging his hotel slippers and looking all sorry for himself. At which time, i'm up from my chair because he's mumbled something that he wants with the energy of a sloth.

Then i thought of The Man Cold and couldn't help but laugh.



Anyway, after fiddling with my blog's template last night, i eventually passed out sometime after 2am. But then i overslept, well i thought i overslept. It was 7:45 and i frantically wake up J to say he's late for work. So i rush to the kitchen to make him a quick breakfast and whilst i'm waiting for the water to boil for his cup of chamomile tea + honey, i stroll over to the window to see what the weather will be like.

What shade of grey will be on the menu today?

The sun has gone missing for the past few days, so to open the shutters to see this was a real nice surprise...


So i'm rambling on about something to J and i don't hear an answer. Our apartment is not that big and there aren't that many hiding places. But it takes me a few minutes to find out he's not taking a shower and isn't getting ready for work. He's snuck back into the work room where i was just in and has passed out on the guest bed and buried himself under the blanket.

"Poor little Bunny".

Why does IE have to be so difficult?

I just spent the past 4 hours trying to figure out which part of the code to edit so i can replace the default typed out blog title to the one featured in the image above. It was a slow and tedious process. I change one thing, something else shifts. I forget a letter or delete something by accident, the preview doesn't work and i can't publish it online.

It was all so very confusing and damn right frustrating.

And only by accident did i manage to remove the menu bar that was at the top [featuring links and blogs that i frequently visit]. But that wasn't what i wanted to do to begin with. Even though the designer had designed it that way, somehow i wasn't feelin' it. So that took an hour or so to figure out which part of the script that was.

So everything looked fine and dandy in Firefox. But then Safari decides to add the 'Title' to the top - which i didn't want but then managed to fix.

And just when i thought i could go to bed, i thought i'd check on J's PC what the blog looks like on Internet Explorer.
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And damn it, it wasn't even there! My header was missing. All that work for nothing.

So for all you Internet Explorer users out there, it's because of YOU that i'm changing my template... again! But i can't be arsed to do it right now, it's way past my bed time.

As a wise fellow designer once told me, i must remember to K.I.S.S: Keep It Simple Stupid.