This sucks - an update.

(Scroll below for a disappointing update.)

Wittybean.com has had a challenging 24 hours. First, the website went down, which occasionally happens to the best of us. But then it came back up, said NAW DOG, and promptly croaked again.

My tech support (overworked husband) promises to get this fixed ASAP. That means tomorrow, I think. He also assures me that this is not his fault — a statement I contest hotly.

I apologize for this embarrassing faux pas, dear reader. Everything has been backed up, so your favorite content is still on there. Please check back tomorrow at wittybean.com, and all should be well. One hopes.

In the meantime, please have an espresso on me. Tell the barista to put it on my tab. It's another gorgeous day, so go ahead and have a scone too. You deserve it.

And if you see wittybean.com in the corner, nursing a latte behind oversized sunglasses, give her this message, won’t you?

“COME BACK, RIGHT NOW, YOUNG LADY, OR YOU’RE GROUNDED!!”

Much love,

Pavi

UPDATE: Despite my best efforts, tech support (husband) remains committed to NOT fixing the wittybean.com website. I threatened to write a negative yelp review, but all he did was roll his eyes and call me a “Karen.” Oh ho ho, pal, you just bought yourself a lifetime subscription to STINKEYE.

So yes. The website is still down, but battle lines have been drawn. Keep watching this space, and hopefully, all will be well soon.

If you happen to be strolling on the pier and see wittybean.com downing mimosas, please tell her I miss her.

“Come home, sweetheart. I promise not to yell!”

With artfully furrowed brows,

Pavi

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