Pardon the dust

You may need to slide some of those disposable booties over your precious leather buckle boots, kittens, because there's a little bit of construction going on here at Sassafrass.

It was time to clear up some of the mayhem in the sidebars, including the random coding and lovely widgets malformed into god-awful sizes due to my complete impatience with anything that requires reading more than four steps (this is why I must stay far, far away from Ikea, my friends). Thank goodness there are lovely and talented designers to take the power tools out of my hands and politely escort me down the ladder in my five-inch platforms.

Who am I kidding? The truth is that I would never, ever give over my beloved power tools (well, except in the case of desperately wanting a divorce and only knowing that my dad would totally have a drill ready to wrap up for me at the next holiday, which he did, hallelujah) and that I am quite adept at climbing in my own shoes, thank you very much. It's just this blog-tech-HTML business I am not so handy or interested in doing myself. It will all be pretty and orderly soon enough, and you'll be able to peruse a nice list of fabulous single parent bloggers, click on links to where you can read all the writing I do on boobs and periods (and to think, you were missing out on all that during simpler Sassafrass times) and not feel bombarded by crazy fonts and whatnot.

In the meantime, I may need to borrow this for a bit.