Addictions come in all kinds of flavors. That was the title of a post I wrote a year ago today – March 30, 2010. As my 40-day journey without Facebook and Twitter continues, (I’ve reached the halfway point) I am no longer able to deny the fact that I was (ahem, am) addicted to those social media outlets. Conversations of rationalizations continue to pop up in my head, “You could just log on for a second. See if anyone has sent you an important message. You don’t want to appear rude by not responding, do you?”
Nonsense. Continue reading
I received a note from a friend, “I am so ticked at the moment.” She wrote. “Apparently, if you post stuff on Facebook, you have communicated with your friends.”
Her gripe concerned one of her friends, who recently had a biopsy and posted the results (clear) on Facebook. See, my friend is not on Facebook, and she found out about her friend’s biopsy and the results of the biopsy through her husband, who saw it posted on Facebook. My friend then wondered, “Maybe we aren’t really as good of friends as I had thought.” Continue reading
If you’ve been following my blog for any length of time, you know my posts on Friday are fluffy and flighty. Today is no different, though my thoughts will be more varied and less organized.
.:: Here is a picture of my baby, Tessa. Well, Tessa’s not really my baby. But, I help her Mom and Dad out twice a week during the overnight hours. This picture was taken by Tessa’s Mom back in November. Tessa celebrated her 6 month birthday this month. She is such a cutie, and I am honored to care for her twice a week.
.:: I am embarrassed that I miss both Facebook and Twitter as much as I do. I was not always actively posting on Facebook, but I was always actively looking, reading and – ahem – poking. The urge to do a quick peek remains strong, but I haven’t caved to the urge. The source of the urge is the sense that I am missing out on fun, news and – I admit it – gossip. It reminds me of when I was little and had to go to bed. The instant I’d got in bed, I’d smell the makings of popcorn. Fun was had without me. Humph. Continue reading
I miss Facebook. I do. I miss eavesdropping on the lives of others. Is that a bad thing to admit? Continue reading
Day two of no Facebook or Twitter. Suddenly, I have so much time on my hands. In fact, I actually heard my own voice speaking to another live human. When did humans start inhabiting the world around me? Okay, okay, truth be told, I accessed Facebook up until 5pm yesterday, so I’m a little late on the start-up. In any case, before I logged off Facebook for good, a friend of mine made a comment about emailing vs. keeping in touch via Facebook. She said something along the lines of, “I’ll be sure to email you. I guess email is the new snail mail.” Continue reading