HI THERE WORLD
Wordpress puts in sample content for your first post. I see I have to do it myself, here.
I just wasn't happy until I had a Joomla install to muck about with.
With which to muck about.
I think I got to this point once, years ago --?
Back when Wordpress, Joomla and Drupal had to be chosen among. (Drupal was never going to be in the running as I can't stand the expression on the droplet) (Yes, I make my decisions like that sometimes.) (It helps narrow down life's choices, which might otherwise be excessive.)
I like the back end so far. There's Classic Editor! As soon as we don't have Gutenberg, I feel a sense of relief.
Let's see how it goes.
What shall I talk about? How about a war? I had a war yesterday. Okay I swatted a bee.
There was a particularly ominous buzzing and I investigated. A yellowjacket queen hovered around near the top of the shower. I got a wad of paper towel and waited. I didn't want to go away, or risk her NOT buzzing any more, which is bad because then I don't know where she is or what she's doing. (I used to tell the kids, when they'd run screaming for me to kill a spider, then we'd go back and not find a spider, "I hope it ends up in your bed and not mine.")
She didn't want to land. She seemed to be watching me. She looped in slow circles around my face level, never losing sight of me. I waited for her to land, following her around with my handful of paper towels. She was definitely aware of me. I was hoping she didn't just decide to sting me on the face.
On my last birthday one of those nasty bald-faced hornets decided it was a good day to fly right under my dress and sting me on the thigh. For my birthday this year, I'd like that to not happen again.
It's Condition Red even if it's just a bloody bee. "Threat engaged and you must take immediate action." Can't just back down and go back to what you were doing (I had been baking cookies) until it's dealt with. I would have rather gone and yelled at my husband, whose job this is, but he was chain sawing.
Condition Red is time limited. Can't stay there forever. Queenie seemed to want to fly in circles forever and I started to feel it. I was just fascinated with her and HOPING she would land somewhere, until I had fallen off my first adrenaline rush and began to get weary. Finally she came out of the shower, I backed off a bit to let her pass, she went up into the screen vent and I smushed her.
