The 2008 season of A Christmas Tale, a musical drama, opens December 4th with six performances through Sunday, December 7th. This free event includes giveaways, horse-drawn carriage rides, and more. Child care (6mo - K) is available. Visit cornerstonehighland.com for more details.

(2:43:44 PM) Teri: FYI - Never send an engineer to change a church sign.
(2:43:51 PM) Teri: He been here two hour.
(2:44:19 PM) Teri: He go now.
(2:45:25 PM) Micah: had to get those letters straight within a millimeter's tolerance, did he?
(2:45:35 PM) Teri: cha yeah
(2:45:47 PM) Teri: had to measure it all out first
(2:45:56 PM) Teri: with drawings and everything
(2:46:01 PM) Teri: please
(2:46:02 PM) Micah: oh geez
(2:46:13 PM) Teri: just take the letters out and change the sign
(2:46:40 PM) Teri: thing is..he's a computer engineer
(2:46:58 PM) Teri: software
(2:47:05 PM) Teri: like you
(2:47:30 PM) Micah: old school. waterfall method, I'm sure

Web Publishing: UR DOIN IN WRONG:

Ok, let’s see…

• Decent open source HTML editor… check.
• Write magazine article about using editor to create web pages… check.
• Build Drupal website to post online versions of articles… check.
• Post article as PDF attachment to Drupal node… WUT?

It gets worse. From the article text: The first thing I want to do is set up a couple of tables, one inside the other, to hold my pictures and text. Think of tables as little boxes that you can put stuff into.

There is a fancier way of laying out a Web site, called Cascading Style Sheets, and Nvu supports it, but for simple sites it seems like overkill. Tables have been used for years for basic Web page layout tasks, and they are quick and easy to set up— exactly what I need. That’s just scary.

So, my friend Sherry starts a blog last week and I never got around to reading it. Today she posts again and says she was being all sentimental. Well, of course I get curious and read her blogs. The sentimental one made me cry so of course I have to tell her that so i leave a comment. Then I'm told i must sign in to leave one. So I do. Then I decide to go see when I blogged last. Guess when? A year ago. Just like I thought. Do I know me or do I know me?

Marissa turns 14 Friday. 14! I wish someone would slow the ride down, I'm getting dizzy. She started high school this year and is singing the Star Spangled Banner with the choir at her Homecoming Game. Homecoming game! So I read Sherry's blog about her 15 and 16 year olds growing up and reminiscing on when they where little and realize I'm not far behind. Right now, though I am glad for the 4 years between Marissa and Anna. Helps soften the blow a little. Even though Anna's getting up there, she will still cuddle from time to time. Not much longer though, I see it coming.

So my husband decides that he wants to join the Twitter revolution, and wants to drag me down with him. Um, no. Yeah well, he finally succeeded and so now I find myself micro blogging. I will say it is easier not to wait a year in between when u are limited to 140 characters. I think many people stay away from it for the same reasons I did: It will suck up too much of my time; I have enough to do than to talk about nothing with people; I don't care what restaurant so and so is eating in. Well, call me crazy, but I like it. Not at first, I was overwhelmed. My phone kept going off constantly. But I've gotten used to it and now I like being in touch with a bunch of people to just shoot off random thoughts to. Since I work in my office alone, twittering seems to have replaced the "cubicle" chat one would have if working with others.

Well, I guess I'm done for now. Until next year? Let's hope not...