Comments on: Sometimes, WordPress Makes Me Curse… http://tenth-muse.com/2007/11/sometimes-wordpress-makes-me-curse/ Fabulous since 1973. Blogging since 2003. Drinking since noon. Thu, 26 Jan 2012 16:49:10 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Lisa http://tenth-muse.com/2007/11/sometimes-wordpress-makes-me-curse/comment-page-1/#comment-812 Lisa Mon, 19 Nov 2007 19:36:28 +0000 http://tenth-muse.com/?p=82#comment-812 <p>It is my pleasure to warm your cockles...whatever they are! <img src="http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/smile.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="smile" style="border:0;" /> Thank you so much for the mention, Joelle - - I’m so glad to hear you’re finding it helpful! </p> <p> I actually have, in my posession, a pic of myself with The IT Girl’s Guide to Blogging with Moxie - - my husband took it for me.  Now I just have to edit it beyond an inch of it’s life so I feel comfortable posting it to your Flickr group! Ha! </p> <p> In March.. it’s you, me and Kathy on a pickle mission.. even if we have to buy a jar of dills at the grocery.. we’re getting a damn pickle picture! <img src="http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/smile.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="smile" style="border:0;" /> </p> It is my pleasure to warm your cockles…whatever they are! smile Thank you so much for the mention, Joelle – - I’m so glad to hear you’re finding it helpful!

I actually have, in my posession, a pic of myself with The IT Girl’s Guide to Blogging with Moxie – - my husband took it for me.  Now I just have to edit it beyond an inch of it’s life so I feel comfortable posting it to your Flickr group! Ha!

In March.. it’s you, me and Kathy on a pickle mission.. even if we have to buy a jar of dills at the grocery.. we’re getting a damn pickle picture! smile

]]> By: witchypoo http://tenth-muse.com/2007/11/sometimes-wordpress-makes-me-curse/comment-page-1/#comment-811 witchypoo Mon, 19 Nov 2007 08:06:36 +0000 http://tenth-muse.com/?p=82#comment-811 <p>I’ve always wondered what the cockles of the heart really are. </p> I’ve always wondered what the cockles of the heart really are.

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