I’ve wasted this weekend really, i’d planned to do loads with Maddy but it hasn’t happened. She’s been quite happy though, floating about in her HESFES hoodie and a skirt Kate gave her, which along with her new hairstyle makes her look loads older. *wail* She’s really risen to the role of oldest in the house this weekend, its been quite extraordinary.
In the event, i’ve spent lots of the day playing with TextPattern which i am hoping to rebuild MP with. Its much better than Mambo in that its less cluttered, but i’ve spent the entire day trying to work out how to fit bits of code and god knows what together to make a navigation system. I have utterly no interest in doing this; the help pages simply don’t cut it because they are set up for code monkeys who LIKE farting about working out the cleverest way to slot code together – and i don’t. I want a basic package that does something, or at least has a step a) do this step b) do that type help page. Not farty bits of crap you have to look in 16 different sites for.
Its precisely this level of arsing about that will throw me directly back into the arms of dreamweaver. I just don’t have the time to mess about, i want to get on and remake the site. Code-fart does NOT interest me.
All of which is a shame because i started well and i like it, but i can’t get on until i can see how the navigation will work and i can’t do that because it makes no sodding sense at all. And now i’m just losing the will to carry on.
Ah well.
Eventually picked Fran up; thrilled to see she came bouncing out, full of it all, keen to relate her weekend and able to tell me about several occasions where things we tough where she worked out how to get through (someone laughing at her having night pull ups, the bedroom light going off and leaving it very dark, being scared by the fire alarm practise) – i’m immensely proud of her for doing it and proud of myself for letting her go too. I kind of know she’ll always be a little bit different now. Its an odd thought.
I’ve got a stupidly busy day again tomorrow… ah well.
Oh i think she figured out quite quickly that it was being done by someone who didn’t quite understand; in point of fact it was a child with Aspergers. But i hadn’t told her that. She seemed fairly comfortable deciding for herself it was better than a wet bed, though she stayed dry fine as it happened.
She was fairly thrilled that several people expressed considerable envy at her no school status though!
Kids can be so mean! I’m so glad Fran had fun though!
Well done Fran for dealing with being laughed at – pretty crummy thing to happen though. Glad she had fun. My two just seem to get bigger and bigger at the mo as well. None of their autumn trousers are long enough!
good for fran.