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I knew this was going to be the most difficult part of my upgrade. Moving my blogs and website to one host and using one application to manage it has been pretty easy so far.

I am transferring my files using FTP (file transfer protocol). First I had to set up an FTP account and then I chose an FTP provider (Filezilla). I also had to request SSH access by sending an image of my driver’s license to Bluehost; nowhere did I find out what this stands for, but apparently it allows safe file transferring.

Like I always do when I don’t see clear directions, I just start clicking on things until something happens. I clicked on an FTP configuration link and since I didn’t know whether to run or save the file, I saved it first and then ran it. After an “Are you sure?” message that I wasn’t sure at all about, I assumed my config was complete.

There didn’t seem to be anything else to do on this page so I went to my Bluehost home page and tried “Unlimited FTP”, which sounded promising. The next page showed my hard drive and host files, but I wasn’t sure where to put my files on the server. This help document gave me the advice I needed.

It took about eight minutes for my website to load up, while I wondered, how was the website going to look? Would everything truly look the same as it did on my previous host, even though it was built with their tools? How much cleanup would I need to do?

It seems to me that the bible doesn’t give me enough examples of parenting a teen. The book of Proverbs offers excellent advice from a parent to a child, but I don’t imagine any child sitting around long enough to hear all of it. Say, for instance, that Jesus had been a dad of a teen. I think I would be helped greatly in my Christian parenting by reading about his examples:

And on the seventh day Jesus calleth his daughter back on her cellphone, and saith, “Verily I say to thee, if you sayest “Whatever” to me and hangeth up on me, you shall live forever as a pillar of salt in the center of town.” And in that place, all the townspeople will gather with great amazement, and the young ones will say, “There goest Little One, a sinner such as I”, and the mothers and fathers will say amongst themselves, “It is good and right that this has happened as a lesson to the children of our loins who might choose to disrespectfully end phone calls with their forefathers.”

Soon after this, Jesus spoke to his daughter, and said, “Though you sayest to me that you have finished all your homework from the day you were absent from school, I lookest into the heart and see the truth is not in you. And so, in the days in which schools break for Springtime, and the semester grades appeareth in the mailboxes, there shall be great rejoicing among the young and lighthearted of the land. But you, however, will rend your clothes and lie on your bed of sorrow, cut off from the friendship of your youth, because of the error of your homework ways. And when I asketh why you have received a ‘C’ in Health class, remember your past transgressions and refraineth from saying to me, “I do not know. The teacher hateth me.”

I think Jesus would have been an excellent parent of teens.

Because in the middle of the night, he’ll twine his fingers around mine and kiss my shoulder in his sleep.

Just FYI, this infection is knocking me out. I may need Last Rites. I suggested to Little One that it is really a tumor, but she doesn’t believe me. She’ll be sorry when I’m gone. P.S. She’s back at home. Today.

I’m going back to bed.