Meeting Aron + Lazy Jell-O Recipe

Head on over to my other blog to see my recipe for Lazy Jell-O and to find out what happened the night Aron and I had our first date tonight 15 years ago!

I love you, Arvid!

Kids in Hooters Shirts

It’s the last day of elementary school. I see a girl walking home with a Hooters T-shirt on. Do you think this is inappropriate?

I mean, there were no boobs on it, but it’s the IDEA of Hooters, don’t you think?

If she can wear a shirt with Hooters on it, why can’t a boy wear a shirt that simply says, “Playboy” or “Hustler” or “Porn Rules”? They aren’t showing boobs, just words.

I don't wanna incense ya'll, just make you think, that's all.  Have fun with that.

Cathartic Facebook “Friend” Deletion Part 2

I’m telling you Facebook is popular now, but it’s not going to last. It’s getting old, especially reading status updates like mine that lead to blogs and sites selling stuff.

I’m trying to delete 20 people (the politically correct term is “Remove Friend”) every time I am near an Internet connection (since I don’t have it at home).  Scratch that ... I did about 700 in one swoop the other day!

What was I thinking “friending” every single person I went to high school with? Especially those chicks who used to bully me.

Why did I “friend” my ex-boyfriend’s grown kids?

My best friend (at age 18) and all her kids? Haven’t even seen her in like 5 years or more.

The neighbors?  The husbands of all my friends?

Maybe I just wanted them to see how cool I am, homeschooling my 5 kids and writing and staying married for a dozen years and all that.

Why do I want all these people to know what I’m doing, and why do I care what THEY are doing at all times? Many of them never post anyway! Or ever answer any of MY posts. So screw ‘em.

By the way, I realize I never post anything even remotely interesting myself and could even be considered a lurker. Except that lurkers are actually selfless enough to read other people’s pages, and that is not me.

How's Facebook workin' out for YOU?

Facebook Friend Deletion Catharsis

A friend of mine recently deleted a ton of her Facebook friends and feels oh so good about it.  She doesn't have to read about people having affairs, getting drunk, leaving their spouses and kids behind, exhibiting bad behavior, not to mention all the worthless or cryptic posts like "I'm bored" or "Now I know who my real friends are" (could they be talking about MOI?)  ... waaaah.

With my limited access, going through 900+ FB "friends" is going to take some time, but I'm on the bandwagon fo sho.

Now I can read status updates from people I really care about and who really care about me, not fake people I'm just FB friends with and would never be in real life.

It's nothing personal, people.  Just the business of keeping my sanity and hopefully fostering some relationships in the process, somehow, some way.

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