The Cerebral Mum

So this is it. I don’t care anymore.

I think that I have spent over five hours today (interupted by changing nappies, making bananas on toast, playing on swings at the park, buying groceries, singing Klap eens in je handjes and going “sploring”) wading through the quagmire that is WP Theming in hopes of solving all my “lipstick” problems. Those five hours would have been more productively spent if I had been lost on the Yorkshire moors searching for Heathcliff.

So this is it. This is what my site will look like. It’s functional, and readable and I don’t care. I didn’t start this blog in order to spend my time “designing”. I started it so that i could WRITE, which is the one thing I haven’t been doing at all. It’s past time that I actually let everyone know that I was here and that they had a way to keep up with what’s going on in my life, and in my head, given that I’m so isolated at the moment.

And who admires the gilding on the cage when the bird doesn’t sing?

This blog may not turn out to be Solid Gold but I’ll be singing.

Klap eens in je handjes, ^{Clap in your little hands,}
Blij, blij, blij. ^{Happy, happy, happy.}
Op je boze bolletje, ^{On your angry head,}
Allebei. ^{Both of them.}

Handjes in de hoogte, ^{Little hands in the air,}
Handjes in je zij. ^{Little hands on your hips.}

Zo varen de scheepjes voorbij… ^{That’s the way the little ships sail away…}

^{Translation by Anchar}

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