My writer's block is running so deep lately. Mostly it's due to a development in my life that is ongoing, frustrating and a big old fat secret. No really, I am not allowed to talk about it. So I will try and push that big minefield out of my mind.....
... I'm working on it. I'm also trying to remember what it's like to be happy. I love my family, but I have so much weighing on my mind for almost a year now, and I just can't shake this funk. I just feel sad and stressed all of the time, and it doesn't ever completely go away, even when I having fun, it's still there in the back, trying to screw everything up.
In other news, the boys (all 3 of them) are great. The dog is farty. Our house is falling apart. You know, the usual.
I just have to get through the next few months and things should at least be less up in the air and I will have piece of mind.
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Housekeeping:
Lately I have found that I like to post on my facebook fan page. I'll admit I thought it was kind of silly to have a fan page, but now I love it. I love that it's a community that actually "knows" me, even if it's through my blog. You all know my better than that guy who had a locker next to me in High School. It's really comforting. Anyway, if you are not part of my fan page, please join me, and also tell me about your page so I can join.
I'm stuck. My brain can't even wrap itself around typing out a decent post, y'all, because I have spent 24 hours this week alone doing monotonous data entry and feeling pukey and tired (no I am NOT pregnant, so please don't be the 40th person to ask).
I'm trying to even think of anything interesting that has happened in the past week to comment about (Drew's fixation on defecation, while amusing, has taken up enough of my time and energy posting updates on Facebook. All of the good stuff I have to say is being absorbed into Facebook, you should be my Facebook friend. Just sayin'.)
Screen capture: the final frontier in Facebook recycling. When I am plagiarizing myself from an hour ago, you know it's bad. No brain waves here, just the lulls. There are some exciting ideas I have coming up though- so stay tuned. There will be changes, a giveaway for my 300th post, more pictures, and I am hoping to God, more funny on its way.
Everyone I know is on Facebook now, including relatives and (gasp) Mr. Bee.FALSE Everyone I know is on Facebook except for Mr. Bee, who still isn't using email! TRUE
All these same relatives are reading my blog now.FALSE 80% of these relatives are reading my blog now. TRUE
Which means that I will no longer swear on my blog.FALSE Damnit, I can't give up swearing on my blog! I have a fondness for my potty mouth.TRUE
I have a fondness for Drew's potty mouth. Especially when he calls his car seat a "fucking car seat". FALSE I am not fond of it, not at all. But I still love him and think it's kind of funny. TRUE He got that phrase from me.FALSE He got that wonderful little phrase from Mr. Bee. TRUE I never swear in front of Drew.FALSE I never say the "F word" in front of Drew. TRUE Collectively Mr. Bee and Me might want to cool it on our potty mouths/quick tempers. At least in front of the children. TRUE My temper never gets me into trouble so it is not something I need to work on.FALSE I still know that we are good parents, no matter our tempers/potty mouths. No one is perfect. TRUE
PS This is my BEST POST EVAH! (oh, so FALSE!) I thought this post up while exercising today- it totally sounded better in my head. TRUE
Do you ever feel overwhelmed by all the various social networking outlets? I do. I have 4 email addresses. Yep, that's right. I have an AOL, Gmail, Work, and Yahoo (for fantasy football, I never use it otherwise) email accounts. I am registered on Twitter, Facebook, Myspace, Friendster (what? I know, I forgot it even existed to got an email about it, on my AOL account of course) and the other day, when googling my name, I saw that I had registered for Bebo. WTF is Bebo? I feel a little out of control with all the possibilities of ways to contact people.
The ones of these I actually check regularly are Facebook and Twitter. I used to love MySpace , now it seems out of date and clunky, like if I were using a cell phone with no Internet capability. Facebook seems like much more fun, not quite as garish looking (I'm all about simplicity these days, I need it somewhere!) plus it is the perfect spying tool. I love telling the Internet phobic Mr. Bee all about what his friends are up to, before he knows. Then when he complains, I tell him I will set up his facebook account. He quickly shuts up and walks. slowly. away. from the Devil Box.
Even so, there are 10 things that OMG I EFFING HATE about Facebook. Here they are in no particular order. Please don't be offended either, because I have done all of these things to someone at some point. It's the nature of the beast, right?
1.Okay, I do NOT want another plant for my (Lil) Green Patch. I don't want it, and I don't want to save the rain forest by taking part in this scam application. Don't keep sending them to me so that you can get the one that somebody else sent you! For the record I hate the rain forest, I want to see it burn.*
2. Consequently... (Lil) Blue Cove? You are like (Lil) Green Patch's annoying kid sister... "Look, I save the rain forest too! Add me! Add me!" GO AWAY!
3. Also, um, Facebook? If I wanted to be friends with this person, I would friend them. Stop suggesting them! Some of these people you are suggesting, well they made my life a living hell in High School we didn't get along growing up and I don't want to have to look at their ugly mug face every day.
4. Please don't tag me in photos where I am drunk, look stupid or have 80's hair. If I do it to myself, fine, but I can't be surprised by it one day when opening my account.
However, if you have pictures of me in overalls, please post. I miss them terribly!
5. If you ignored me we didn't talk in High School, I don't want to be your Facebook friend now! Too little too late, my wannabe friend. (Conversely, if we have never talked in real life and I read your blog and/or vice versa, then yeah, I'll be your friend.)
6. People that converse in secret code on Facebook walls. It wastes my time because I always am trying to crack it. Seriously guys, that is what your inbox is for.
7. Relationship tabs. This could get really awkward. I have seen it firsthand.
8. People that voice ugly political opinions in their status. I mean fine, if you want to put it in your info tab, but I don't need to see that shit every time I open teh FB. It's called twitter... meet up with some pals of your political persuasion and spout away!
9. The Pack Rat Application. Damn you Packrat, you wasted hours and hours of my time making me collect cards. I even added strangers to my Facebook account so that I could collect more cards! You are like a cult that tried to brainwash me, but I escaped, haha!
10. Barack Obama updates. TOO MANY! Cannot deal... must erase.....
Why am I going on and on about this? Well Facebook has a new application for blogs called Networked blogs, and you need 10 readers to claim your blog. I am short by two. Please go say you read me. I want to claim my blog.
What are your biggest pet peeves about Facebook (or any of the above mentioned social networking sites)? Leave it in the comments!
Thanks!
PS I hate blatant self promotion too, I am so ashamed, but "I ain't too proud to beg". PPS Sorry about the "ain't too proud to beg" reference. Got a little confused by the overalls, thought it was 1992.
*Don't get riled up. I heart the rain forest. I hate the application that lies about saving it is all.
Going out with some work friends tonight. We don't go out often (3 or 4 times a year- we should go more) so when we go out, we do it right.
Last time I went out with them got pretty carried away. resulting in the detagification of myself in a few Facebook pictures.
The night was a fun blur: [Drinks, blah, blah, shot, blah, drink, blah, shot, blah, shot, blah, blah, drink, hiccup, love, friends, blah, blah, drink, hiccup, love, bill (ooh cheap! whaz fifteen percent?), bye!]
Then I spent the night at Sarah's house. (What did you think I was going to drive home?) It was mid-November and very cold out, but Sarah and I were on her deck, drinking and playing with her laptop (I know, we are craaazaay), talking a mile a minute.
A while later Sarah went inside to go to the bathroom. I stayed outside, playing on the laptop. Then I began to notice that I was completely numb and not from the alcohol. My feet were beginning to burn!
I proceeded to write this doozy on my facebook status page (I tried to take a snapshot of the screen, but I had a technology FAIL and was unable to do it): Janna is sorah's house.... cold and at Sarah's house, but having fun.
After I couldn't stand the cold any longer, I walked inside and ran into Sarah coming down the hallway. "I fell asleep a little." She admitted sheepishly.
"S'okay," I told her. "I was just starting to get cold."
To this day, neither of us know exactly how long she was asleep.
Next morning, I woke up at 9am with a pounding headache and the dread of having to go home and be a functioning parent for my two children. But I had a great time.
What's the moral of the story here? Do I have to have a message? Well here is my message:
Shots are bad, mmkay?
Michigan is cold in November.
and.... it's good to get out with friends and let loose once in a while, even if it means sitting on a deck in November, freezing your ass off and talking about blogs.
My writer's block is running so deep lately. Mostly it's due to a development in my life that is ongoing, frustrating and a big old fat secret. No really, I am not allowed to talk about it. So I will try and push that big minefield out of my mind.....
