#QQ4U ~ WordPress Photos

If I upload a photo from my Word Press media to a post then later delete the picture from my Word Press media, will the picture disappear from the post?  I only have a free version of WP and photo space is lacking.  I am not at all technical and I wonder if the photo would stay for viewing because it was uploaded or does the pic always link back to media.  I want to delete some pics to make space.

Inquiring minds want to know.

As always, more to come.

So, … Unleash the Hounds Juxtaposed to Free Tree Day

Youse guys have no freakin idea.  I mean y’all.  I mean eff it.  I’m going to pound something out.  Minds outta the gutter people!!!

What the eff is she going on about now???

I am not even sure I can write coherently.

When have you ever?

Well that stings!

Stop!  beating yourself up.  The cause of your angst happened over was four years ago.  How’d you know then it’d ruin things again now?

To think the #SoCS prompt was critic(al) today.  Too bad you wrote this first.  You were happy as you went out to have the best day ever.  You returned home and CRASH!  sh!t hit the fan.  But now you rise like the effing Phoenix that you are.  Delusional?

Thing is …

I don’t want to out myself.

But you’re going to.  You always do.

Ugh!  Stop knowing me so well.

Okay, short hand version please.  No rat holes.

Alrighty.  We were high on oxygen; picking up our free tree.


Back home we decided to take the plunge and replace B’s 11 year old truck with 235,000 miles on it.  Went online for pre-approval; the interest rate was through the roof.  I called asking WTH.  Rep told me my credit score and I freaked.  Not his fault and today I didn’t misdirect my anger.  That is promising.  I adulted.

I freecreditreport dot com’ed it.  Sacribleu there is an account in collections as of a week ago!!  Rat bastards.  I was still appealing.  It’s been over four fucking years.  Why now?  Maybe I should be glad because at least we got the land at the best interest rate.  And as Pony so calmly pointed out, “You’re old mom.  Dad’s truck is likely the last thing you’ll ever again buy on credit. Haha!! or Too soon?” And I laughed which means timing just right.

Yes I refused to pay for “services” rendered.  Yes that sounds bad but wait til you hear my reason err excuse.   Why didn’t I pay?  Well because the “said services” were not rendered to our satisfaction!!  It was the principle of the thing!!!! We disputed and debated and disputed and debated some more.  Last I heard was my complaint was still under “review”.

I know I sound like the bad guy in this scenario but I could give you my sad tale of woe and you’d cry.  As I told Pony the story, B left the room.  He couldn’t take it.  I can’t believe we’d not told Pony about our poor “service experience” aka euphemism cuz this wasn’t about services not rendered.  This whatever this could be called was soul crushing.  And I am right dammit!  Guess I can’t be happy too.  Monday I’ll call collections to plead my case.  See if they can cut me a deal to pay and finally move on.

The moral to the story is pay your bills folks.  Then duke it out for reimbursement.

As always, more to come.


#SoCS for 2/23/19 ~ Critic(al)

Good morning bloglanida.  Time once again for #SoCS.  The lovely Linda says:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “critic(al).” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

“Here comes the rain again

Falling on my head like a memory

Falling on my head like a new emotion

So baby talk to me …”

This is stream and I woke up with an ear worm dang-nabit.  “so baby talk to me … like lovers do”  Move on Annie Lenox!!  Get out of my head would ya?

Critic as in everyone’s a critic.  Well sure we are because we all have our own opinions.  We give critique as color commentary to our lives.

There is nothing better than talking with the brain trust.  I tell ya what.  B, Pony and I had one of those critical political debates last night over dinner.  And I just sat there listening for a moment and drank it all in.  I am so glad we are of the same sentiment.  Safety in numbers or some such nonsense.  I truly enjoyed the conversation!!!!

There’s a picture floating around FB where an older man and his granddaughter are seated at a table.  She has her cell phone and he is just sitting there looking down.  The caption reads something like you’re missing out little girl, you just don’t know it yet.  Well damn.  And here comes the tears again just like that damn rain Annie keeps singing about.  I’ve been misty lot lately y’all.  Not sure why.  Maybe it is just that I miss my parents and grandparents dearly.  Or maybe it’s a tumor.

Anyway, critical is not always a bad thing.  Why?  Well because how else can we improve without some constructive criticism?  Or at least some healthy debate and introspection?  Huh?  Tell me puhleese.  I’d love to hear from you people of the earth ala Billy Thorp “Children of the Sun”

And on that note of one hit wonder music, we are outta here.  Going to Confluence Park to try and snag a free tree.  Wishing everyone a wonderful Saturday.  Stay dry and warm and all that good stuff.

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As always, more to come.