Error 403, HL Syndrome, and Oh No!

Last night, as I tried to publish my post, I got an Error 403 notification.  I didn’t know what that meant, so I tried two more times to publish.  As I was waiting to see what would happen, my mind was whirling, and I seemed to remember something from a previous post by RICK.  I went to his blog and searched on error 403, and sure enough, it took me to a post by him from back in August, 2010.  Turns out I needed to purchase more space for my pictures on Picasa Web Albums.  For $5.00 I did that and was able to publish my post within minutes.  I thank RICK for publishing that post, and I’m also shocked that I remembered it! 

 

When I got on the computer tonight, I had several notifications of updates available that I could download.  One of them happened to involve Live Writer.  That’s what I use to compose my posts, so I clicked OK.  OMG!  When I signed on to compose tonight’s post, everything had changed!  I guess I can’t go back to the way things were, so I’ll just work on figuring out how to use what is different.  So far, I’ve noticed that there are emoticons that were not available before.  I’ll have to see how posting a couple of pictures goes in the next few paragraphs.  Seems I no longer have an automatic save or word count…Grrr!  The spelling feature seems to be working, though.  What a pain to be forced into new things when I was so comfortable before.

 

When I  arrived back at the rig after the parade yesterday, I decided to change into shorts for the first time since last October.  That’s when I noticed I had Hairy Leg Syndrome (HL Syndrome).  Egad!  I guess I hadn’t shaved my legs since last fall.  Didn’t seem to be any reason to do it, so I didn’t.  Any extra insulation is needed when it’s cold outside.    I put my battery run shaver into overdrive last night, and now have shimmering smooth white clammy looking legs hanging out from my shorts.  Sorry if this is TMI for some of you, but that’s life on the road!

As I looked out my window this morning, a tufted titmouse saw me and hesitated in his flight down to the Hard Rock Bird Café.

It was only a brief hesitation for him before he stopped by for an early morning tidbit.  (OK, Rick, can you tell me how to find the table option for pictures on this new version?)

Oh No!!  As I scanned down from the feeders, I noticed two grey squirrels dining on the seeds that the chickadees had kicked out of the feeders onto the ground.  If they stay on the ground it won’t be a problem, but squirrels can be tricky individuals to deal with where feeders are concerned.  Ugh! 

 

Later today, I went on a 7 hour drive with Fonda and Denny.  They offered to show me some places over in Alabama that they were familiar with.  That trip got me to thinking.  I think I’ll save those thoughts and revelations for a later post.

 

I did want to let folks know that I was able to count the participation in yesterday’s Mardi Gras parade as part of my 32 hours/week commitment at the refuge.  While it was fairly exhausting work, it was also fairly enjoyable as well!

 

Thanks for stopping by…. talk to you later,  Judy