Where I’m from–an anecdote
While I can publish posts easily, setting up my blogsite is not intuitive. It is frustrating, but Rome was not built in a day and neither will this website be.
That aside, I lived in the Washington, D.C., area until age 10 and then in the Orlando/Winter Park area until age 21. Then I was a Yooper (resident of Upper Michigan for the uninitiated) for two years before settling in the Duluth, Minnesota, area for the next 36 years. I have now lived in NWArkansas for eight years. I have told you all that so I can tell you this. We recently bundled our phone and now have call waiting for the first time (ever). I know, I know. I left my husband a message one day because he didn’t know how to use call waiting, but it never showed up on our phone. It did, however, show up on the computer and when I retrieved it, I was quite dismayed. I had no idea that I still sound like the Sheriff in Fargo. When I related this to my daughter, she just guffawed. Fine. Just remember, dd–revenge is a dish best served cold, very cold.