Mid-life crisis...time for a facelift

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This weekend was the International Father & Kid camping weekend. It's an old tradition from back when the International Playgroup was running and Infineon dads (a subset of the Playgroup) would get together for a camping weekend with the kids. We have missed a few over the years, but this year it worked out. Jörg took the kids, the canoe, the bikes, and the camper and went to Lake Carmi.

They're still not home, so I thought I would take a minute and share an update on the new website. Oh...you didn't know that there was going to be a new website? That's okay. Until this weekend, I wasn't sure there was going to be one either.

Jörg and I have been talking about updating the website. Not just with more pictures, but with a new look. He was really hoping that I would work out a new site that would take the effort out of making updates and get into something a little less maintenance-heavy. I thought we were just getting face-lift. I'm not certain yet - still working out the kinks - but we might just get both.

It's not done yet so it hasn't gone "live", but if you're interested in taking a sneak peek at what it might look like, or track my progress, you can see it at HERE. Don't get excited if links don't work or pages turn up missing. Remember, it's a work in progress until...until it's not. The colors might change, the format might change...who knows. Fortunately, I don't have any mandated deadlines. Time will tell; this may be as far as I get until the next Father & Kid camping weekend. :)


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