All right. I've done it. Sort of. I finally finished my first CSS designed site. It took me two days and half a bottle of Tylenol to accomplish what I used to whip off, half-asleep, in two hours. I also had to apologize to my kids twice and my husband once for snapping at them. I don't foresee my mood improving anytime soon.
I just moved my sites to a new host, which is one reason my posts have been sketchy of late. A few weeks ago I read a rave by D. Keith Robinson about Dreamhost's web panel and went to check them out myself. I was really impressed with them and all you get with an account--particularly the ability to host up to 15 domain names on the same space. Wow. No more awkward redirects for this girl. I signed up and moved everything over that day. I was a little concerned about support. They don't offer telephone support, although I heard a rumor that that may be coming soon. Still, I ran into a problem with an email address and wrote to Tech Support.
Alright. I'm going to do it. I have a mockup due on Monday and I've been dragging my feet for a week, browsing the web for neat design ideas, lurking in forums, reading tutorials, puttering away. I even cleaned my four year old's room today rather than start, so I must really be desperate. However, I finally figured out why I've been procrastinating.
Here's a terrific CSS beginner's tutorial on 456 Berea Street. It's a two-part series on "CSS Tips and Tricks," with a possible part three somewhere down the road. It's one of the best, most succinct tutorials on CSS I've come across. I actually printed the whole thing out and am keeping it on my desk for qui
I few days ago, I came across a really friendly site called Internet Based Moms. It's not a design site—seemed to me that most of the moms are running e-commerce sites from home and are fairly new to the web. But the forums are welcoming and helpful, and everyone seems very supportive. For work-at-home moms, we have double reason to need that support. Not only can our jobs isolate us, but having kids can severely cut down on your ability to social and interact with other grownups.