It is over.

I have been banished.
WordPress doesn’t like me anymore and I don’t know why.
They have thrown me out with the bath water.
And everything is gone.
I have e-mailed them, but my appeal for clemency seems to have become lost in the vast unknown asĀ I’ve yet to receive a response.
Aparently I have violated something in their terms.
But I don’t know what.
I’m hoping it isn’t something soĀ bad that there’s no returning from it.
I couldn’t bear the shame…
And all of this on a day of horror, torture and pain.
Yes, for all of you who have been reading my blog, even though you’ll probably never find me againĀ and I will from this point forthĀ beĀ forever rambing on and on to myself, today was the day I had to visit the evil dentist man to have an implant screwed into my head.
Good night!
Seriously, could he have screwed whatever it was he was screwing into my bones, (with an allan wrench no less), any tighter?
I’m pretty sure it was an allan wrench. I couldn’t actually see it but…
So here I am.
Writing my blog on this alien format, hoping that I’ll get the hang of it soon and that somewhere out there there’s an app willing to check my spelling.
Not a job for the weak hearted.
My next post will be the one they threw me off my blog for.
Well, I’m pretty sure that wasn’t the reason, but as I don’t know yet what I did wrong I’ll just be going with that for now.
To all of my friends who may never find me again.
I miss you already.
I’ve now bought my own domain and find that I can still use the themes on WordPress.
I’ve managed to move over all of my content from to, but not my images so I’ve hidden all of my old posts for now because they don’t make sense anymore.
Especially if you’re a visual person.
Like me.
So I’ve still a little unpacking to do here at my new home and haven’t quite got the hang of the new appearance and how I want it to look, but apart from that I’m just happy to have a blog to ramble away on until my heart’s content.
Please note that you won’t be receiving notifications of my new posts, at least I don’t think you will, so if you want to continue getting an e-mail when I post somethingĀ new, please subscribe again.
I’d love to see you

5 thoughts on “It is over.

  1. Well, you and the person at Worpress must be doing something right. I re-subscribed to receive email notifications when you have a new post, and I just received 259 emails from your blog! I am giggling out loud here in Virginia….can you hear me! šŸ™‚

    BTW…sorry about your implant! I have four bridges, 15 crowns, and way too many route canals under my belt, with one scheduled for next week. However, I have never had to endure the pain of an implant, and after your description above, I hope I never do! feel better!!!

  2. Mary B

    I haven’t been on my emails lately. I’ve had a bad toothache for about 3 days now. I need to call the dentist because it isn’t going away. I put it off long enough and I need to start eating real food instead of pudding and soft stuff.

    Gosh…if I didn’t get any of your messages, I would definitely miss that. You are such an inspiration for me. When I see all that you do, I feel like I need to get busy. Anyway, hope you are feeling better soon. And I am so happy that you have a new blog. I’m sure you will figure it all out soon. You are much more knowledgable in blogs, posting pictures and all the other info to even start something like this than I would ever be. Will be looking forward to the new posts in the future.

    • coldfeetstudioblog

      Thank you Mary. I hope you get your tooth sorted out soon. The dentist is not the best place to spend an hour of your day, but it’s worth it in the end… even so, I do like pudding…

  3. Gale

    Insult to injury! I hope you get over both. I don’t know about you, but I’m still cursing wordpress. With so many folks already just abandoning their blogs, they want to drive away one of ’em we actually want to read?! Bah, humbug. They had better give back the photos (and fix the replies while they’re at it) for us visual types, too.

    • coldfeetstudioblog


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