Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Under Construction: The New CatHouse

Hallooooo! I'm switching over to a cleaner slate. All the old stuff is still here. All 500 posts worth! But now it's under a new address: unbaggingthecatsone.blogspot.com

Clever, huh? I'm so creative with names and such. So if you have a hankerin' to delve into the past, read some comment responses, chart the progress of my madness from this blog's inception...that's where to go. It will take me a few days to get my blogroll updated. So bear with me. I'd have put up some cones and bright orange signs warning of the rough patch, but folks here in Backroads have a habit of absconding with such loot.

The only issue in my relocation seems to be that my followers have disappeared! I've given you the slip. Slogged through the creek to throw off the scent. Darted around a corner and waited for you to run by. Cut the lights and coasted behind a copse of lilacs. Brushed out my tracks with a weeping willow branch. So if it's not too much trouble, and you actually pop in here to visit on occasion, could you please re-follow? "Don't cost nothin'," says Bluto Blutarsky.

Nothing else is changing. It will be business as usual. Val whining about the multitude of ways in which the world conspires against her. And every now and then, perhaps, a success story about a Val story. Keep your fingers crossed on that one.

Ahh. Smell that? No! It's not the road skunk/dead mouse odor from yesterday's mistreatment of Val at the hands of the postmistress. It's that new-blog smell! Or maybe that's just the formaldehyde outgassing after I unrolled this new blog. Watch your step. I still have those cardboard runners down for the high-traffic areas.

This move has been surprisingly simple. All my utilities transferred over. Now I just need to hang the artwork and unload the moving van full of sidebar. I might just throw myself a blogwarming party when I get everything squared away.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to lock up. I'm dashing off to lay in a supply of Doan's Pills. You know. Just in case I throw out my back with the heavy lifting.


  1. It looks sharp. Get some hunky laborers--like the ones who built the pyramids in Egypt--to help with the construction.

  2. A blogwarming party sounds wonderful! I like the new look and the colors you have chosen.

  3. I've always wondered how you moved your old blog to a new address and managed to keep the same address for the new blog. I'm confused even as I type that. I hope it made sense.

  4. Love the new look!! MUCH better....I been meanin' to talk to you about it...and by golly, you must've read my mind! :)

  5. P.S. That's really weird about your followers disappearing, but I jumped right on board...I'm number 3! And yes....I DO smell that new blog smell...Mmmm....

  6. Sioux,
    The hunky laborers are installing swimming pools this time of year. I will have to catch them in the off season. But I will be sure to offer them something to drink. Tossing a bottle of grape juice is appropriate, don't you think?

    As you might have suspected, it was winter when I originally started decorating this fixer-upper. But I think the cracked ice look is quite refreshing in these superheated times.

    Your statement doesn't confuse me. It was the actual move. Smooth as silk this time. But last time, I couldn't access my own address for a couple of hours. I think the key is to get everything ready under another url, then rename the old blog under "settings," then change the url on the new blog to the one you've been using all along. First you have to stop using the one you want, or BLOGGER will say that it's taken.

    I'm sure that confused you even more...

    I'm a plain kind of gal. The homely friend every girl likes to hang out with because, by comparison, I make them look ravishing. No bells and whistles for me. You can't judge a blog by its template, you know. I hope that my writing is the cream filling inside the tasteless foam rubber Twinkie of my template.

    Thanks for jumping back on the bandwagon. You'll always be #3 in my eyes!

  7. Hey, I was #3! But now it appears I got bumped over. Oh well...3...4...doesn't really matter, does it?! Stopping and reading your scathingly brilliant blog posts are what I'm here for! You ALWAYS crack me up. You, the homely friend?? Hey, that was also me when I was growing up. Somehow over the years, though, my pulchritude (yeah...look THAT one up!)began to shine through, and voile'....here I stand, all 5' of me! (and if you believe the beauty part, DON'T!)

  8. Becky,
    Sometimes that box containing my followers plays musical avatars. Just like George Costanza watching Breakfast at Tiffany's at a stranger's apartment, somebody took your seat when you got up for more grape juice.

    Now I'm off to look up pulchritude. I've only seen it once, and obviously it was not in Reader's Digest. It pays to increase your word power, you know.