Blog Help -- NOT

My friend Zoeanne came over yesterday for a haircut, then spent a good hour and a half watching my futile attempts at trying to assist her in designing a blog.  Let it be said, I am blog illiterate.  I just pretend to know what I'm doing, but discovered yet again that I really don't.  It should have been much, much easier.  I tried to convince her that blogging would be simple.  Quick.  Easy.  Hah.

Zoe is my good friend from back in the day (when floppy discs were actually floppy), so she was forgiving of my shortcomings in the area of technology skills.

And reminiscing about those days was so much FUN.

 Circa 1985, pre digital/internet/technology explosion.  The days of non-correctable over-exposed film.

And easily coiffed permed hairdos.

 We had some serious cookie-bouquet-making ability.  This little beauty was used to ask some un-expecting young man to a dance.  Or maybe to reply to an invitation.  Either way, we had skills.

The two-heads-are-better-than-one/great-minds-think-alike philosophy did not come into play yesterday, however.  Blogging skills were M.I.A.  The intended tutorial only led to confusion, and our session was cut short by an appointment with the good doctor who removed Britt's wisdom.  Hopefully Zoe can sort it all out, and then start blogging like madwoman who has nothing better to do than spend hours trying to figure out how to remove a random, mismatched, misplaced background.
And I have been sufficiently humbled.

No, I do not know what I am doing.
No, it wasn't quick, simple, or easy.
But at least we were able to resolve the preliminary issues, and leave on a somewhat positive note.

You will have to check out our her final result here.
But give it a week or two, she had a TERRIBLE teacher.