How Do You Say “Whoops!” in French?

February 3, 2011February 3, 2011 ~ JodiLea

Dearest Readers,

I owe you an apology. I have very bad spelling and proof-reading skills. I messed up the address (URL) to this blog during registration.

↓ This is where you went if you spelled my URL correctly ↓

When I registered the URL “http://notpretending.wordpress.com/” a typo occurred. “Pretending” became “prentending”. So…. the URL I advertised was the one I thought I had. Unfortunately, the correctly spelled URL had already been registered with WordPress. Three years ago. In France.

Why does crap like this happen to me?? Now I need to change my URL and I am not sure what to do. “notpretending2besane” is too long. Maybe I should chuck the name of my blog altogether and start fresh. (Then I could be Freshly Pressed at last – Ha!) I guess I will sleep on it and decide in the morning.

I am not blaming WordPress for what happened, but their form to register a blog URL obviously needs a spell checker. For dolts like me. “Dammit, Jim! I’m a writer, not an editor!” [original Star Trek series reference for young folks in the next generation]

I know they are laughing out loud about this over in WordPress support. Especially James – who deserves to laugh because he figured out the mystery that eluded me for months!

Please stay tuned. You can find my new URL by doing a search on “Not Just Any Job”

Sincerely yours,

Jodi Lea

Thinking Too Much About Nothing

January 27, 2011 ~ JodiLea

Thinking too much about nothing.

It is really hard to get started on my blog when it’s been days since I could steal the time to write. My mind turned into a vast wasteland the moment I sat down in front of my computer and clicked on the “New Post” button. This has happened to me before . I think that button has the power to suck the brains out of my head. One click and my inspiration and ideas disappear.

With all the good PostaDay2011 topics available, I should be blogging up a storm. Not so. Tonight the questions about my perfect Sunday, or which album would I want on a deserted island, or do I want to live forever- remain unanswered. I can’t make up my mind, so how can I write about them?

Now what? Sit here and stare at the blank post form? Surf other blog sites? Give up and watch recorded TV shows on my DVR? Sigh… It’s times like these that make me question my calling as a writer. Am I wasting my life working on mediocre writing that no one wants to read? Why can’t I figure out what I want to say?

Maybe I am just too weary from working 12-hour days this week, most of those hours in front of a computer monitor. Forgive me, but I think I will climb into bed and get some rest. Who knows? I may wake up full of it and write two blogs tomorrow.

It could happen…

One Hour Left

January 12, 2011January 12, 2011 ~ JodiLea

I sure do not want to spend my last hour fretting about how I was going to die, but that is me. I am a scardy-cat. The monster-in-my-closet has always been “The Unknown”

So, let’s say that I already know, and that I am OK with the how and the why. The timing sucks. Talk about a hard deadline…

I would want to be with my husband for that hour so I could melt into one of his bear hugs and feel safe. I would pray for my loved ones who will be left to their own devices when I am gone. I would also pray for forgiveness – from God, and all who have known me long enough for me to have said or done something stupid to offend them.

I am in tears, just writing this post, so in reality an hour is probably all I could stand.