Damnitfuckingcrap, Guess the title, and unreasonable suggestions

 So I had a nice sassy little post put together for today because I had all kinds of uninteresting things to say yesterday and I just couldn't keep them all to myself. It has however, been preempted and if you want to read it, you will first have to wade through the lines of bitching I am about to flood my blog with lol.

I experienced a terrible tragedy yesterday--my clothes dryer went kaput. Yes, one of the most dearly beloved and important members of my household took a royal shit on my parade and proceeded to experience an extremely untimely death. As anyone who has been in close proximity to 2 and 8 year old boys knows, they are always rolling in the dirt, their clothing is small and therefor ridiculous to dry on hangers, and they go through an inhumane amount of it.
The dearly beloved dryer has been teetering on the edge of death for a while. I was not so secretly hoping that it would go to it's grave at a time when all the laundry was clean. And since there is no such time in my house, logic dictated that it should have survived until both children turned eighteen and went somewhere else to do their laundry lol.
If Alpha can't fix the dryer, I'm tempted to make sure that it rests in pieces to get back at it for leaving me. Lol. I had a spectacular weekend. And every silver lining comes with a nice dark cloud.

Now returning to the regularly scheduled programming...

Alpha pointed out that the title font I chose for my blog is ridiculously impossible to read and I should probably change it. Change it because it's unreadable?! What a completely unreasonable suggestion. I sputtered and offered an outright refusal in the form of "it's My blog and if they like it enough to read it, then they can deal with trying to guess what the title's are." Yes, completely selfless and not bitchy of me, I know.
He raised an eyebrow (you know, the one that is often a signal of something unpleasant to come), and stated firmly that it didn't really matter what other people thought and He said it was unreadable so if He told me to change it, I damn well would.
Ummm, I instantaneously became one of those solicitous and reasonable submissives who speaks softly and punctuates every sentence with "please" and "thank you" (see, it is possible for a leopard to change it's stripes spots. At least for a little bit lol).

So if the pretty, albeit unreadable, title font that I'm so fond of gets changed to something people can actually read--it was completely against my will and selfish tendencies better judgement.