Today is one of those pat myself on the back kind of days. A proud and boastful day. In song, instead of the words: "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?" (Pussy Cat Dolls) the lyrics would be "Don't cha wish you were smart like me?" Okay, that's an exaggeration, I'm not all that smart--but I'm willing to overlook that small fact. Because at the moment I'm feeling quite smug.
Those of you who caught my blog yesterday would have heard me say that I was hoping to turn Grace's Ruin into an e-book sort of affair. I wanted it to be user friendly. So, last night I went on a mission, one I wouldn't abandon until the job was done. And I'm proud to say that, I--me--all by myself, figured it out. That's right, I converted a Word Doc to pdf and then obtained a url for it. Google is the land of milk and honey for an inquisitive mind such as mine.
While I was at it, I changed the title from Grace's Ruin to Grace Ruined (like this better) and you will find the link over on the right hand side of my blog. How cool is that? I have now decided that I am capable of anything. A scary thought for anyone who knows me on a personal level, I'll admit. Computer whiz will now be added to my resume of conquests, along with plumber, mason, painter, landscaper, and all round cool mama!
Can I hear a WHOOP! WHOOP!?
