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I'll try again when I'm back in The Woodlands, all of the photos are on that computer. Hopefully it will work! Which photo name was the last you received? So I don't send the same ones again!
yep. I've been working on that 1Mb limit, and I just fixed it. Post away.
For now, the form is working, but the redirect when you hit 'Submit' just takes you to a blank screen. Bear with me while I finish it up, but wanted to go ahead and get the functional part out there. Any files you upload will be sent to me, even if you see the blank screen. No worries.
MB - Please resubmit your pics.
By the way, the pics I've received so far are posted in the GHAC forum. No voting yet, but please view them when you can.
I was haveing the same problem also. I just thought it was my computer. Thanks for fixing it I will send in some more pics.
It won't let me load pictures
So what does this message mean....
License error - please check your configuration settings
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
License error - please check your configuration settings
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
License error - please check your configuration settings
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
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