Why Mrs. Completely?

Because it wasn’t Mr. Completely.  It was Missed Her CompletelyEnunciation matters, Dad!

Because when you decide to do something and in your mind it’s spectacular but when you actually finish, it’s an unmitigated disaster. Like you’re 14 and making your own birthday cake because no one else will step up to the plate and you accidentally use artificial flavour instead of artificial color so the icing turns battleship grey and tastes like shit. In my defense, those little bottles are all shaped and colored exactly the same way regardless of their contents.

Managing your Expectations

This blog is an ever-evolving beast because I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.  Everything in here has been an accident.  I don’t know how to get my second menu to work, to change my font, to make my background image more visible and I’m terrified to try a different theme.  Honestly?  I don’t know how this isn’t an unmitigated disaster.  My advice to you: ‘Lower your standards and you won’t be disappointed’.

Photos & Art Work

If you see a very nice photograph, it’s not mine.  Only the bad photographs and the terrible drawings are mine.  I mention this because I don’t understand copyright law and I don’t want to be sued by a pissed off photographer.

Mission Statement

I think I’m supposed to have one of these things so: My mission is to underwhelm and baffle, to confuse and befuddle and to swing and miss most of the time. 

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Tweet me:  @mrs_completely…….really, please Tweet me because I have no bloody idea how Twitter works either.  I have 8 followers at present and 4 of them aren’t even people – they are organizations that automatically follow anyone in their area.

Like me:  https://www.facebook.com/Mrs-Completely-1684905151752432/  I am proficient enough at FaceBook to reply to  your comments and like your posts and if you like my page you’ll make me giddy with excitement.  Seriously.  Giddy.