Finally, after several frustrating (on the verge of an epic tear-filled temper tantrum) hours, I have been able to make a page that has seven images. Why I am unable to get the rest of the images into the gallery is a problem to solve another day.  My eldest son, who has been hovering, has learned that his mother does swear and make rude gestures at inanimate objects. I am just glad that he reached his teens before being enlightened.

I much prefer to deal with things that I can hit with a hammer to make work.

I am thinking my brain doesn’t logic the same way as point and click web page design. I am not crazy enough to attempt to learn programming to set myself up. A girl with four kids only has so much time.