Hot enough for you?
This week has definitely shown me I cannot live in a climate that’s hot all the time. Remind me of this during the winter when I’m grumbling about snow days. I can’t bear to go near the stove, my husband wants absolutely nothing to do with the grill. No one can sleep and everyone is snappish. Oh, and even though it feels like summer just started, the kids are going back to school after one more week of camp!
Anyway, I just wanted to acknowledge that I met the fabulous Susan from MySouthborough last night, and she hooked me up with some photo editing software that’s going to make covering Grafton a lot more fun because — allegedly — it can edit video shot by the Greater Grafton camera. You may recall, I’ve had some problems in that area.
I know! I thought I was just going to have to continue ignoring the “record” button and not take the camera to its true limits. I will — fingers crossed — be experimenting with this over the weekend and I’ll hopefully have something to show you.
In any case, I was thrilled to finally meet Susan — between my need to cover my town and her need to cover her town, it’s been crazy — and the happy upgrade of my software was just a bonus. We talked about the fun challenges that come with creating a readable news site and, looking at her site again today, I definitely think I need to give at least the logo here some sprucing up (my new Greater Grafton goal is to get back to posting at least once a day during the week, if only to give Bob C. something to comment on. Bob! How have you been?).
And I’ll wrap this up with a bonus post within a post, which is inspired by “Shelf Discovery: The Teen Classics We Never Stopped Reading” by Lizzie Skurnick. Lizzie does the “Fine Lines” feature on Jezebel, my favorite time-killing blog, and while I love her for making me remember the terror of Lois Duncan books and the thrill of discovering Judy Blume, what’s making me all-0ut adore her is her dedication to promoting the worst book that was ever written that every teenage girl has ever read which reminded me, of course, that I’m guilty of doing the same thing…