{facebook fry-day}

So,

i joined facebook

i know cjane did a post about this today and i swear upon swears that this just so happens to be coincidence. though i do love a good bandwagon jumping. or not.

facebook. to join or not to join? except EVERYONE is on facebook. everyone but me. i kid you not, at lunch yesterday even my grandma asked how to join. thelma, i don't think facebook is ready for you...

anyway. turns out i accidently joined a while ago. like you know when you get those emails that so and so joined facebook! check out their profile! but in order to check it out you have to sign up and if you're not smart enough to realize that then before you know it you have yourself your very own facebook account and everyone you know in your entire address book has been notified. yeah that was me. so i unsigned up as quick as i'd signed up, until yesterday.

then a few weeks ago my shorter half got his own account. and i spent copious amounts of time checking out his friends and researching people and looking up my own old connections. but here's where my problem was: i kind of decided that's what my blog was for. that everyone i ever really cared about had access to it, and that was good enough for me. and it is. except that i don't share a ton of really personal information {RELEVANT personal information} because the only way to control who sees my blog is to take it private but then that would mean no new blog friends and i love my blog friends {or internet lovers as the hub and i tenderly refer to you all as such}! rock meet hard place. this has been the subject of much debate between me and certain friendies. you know who you are. i even begrudgingly texted the most adamant of those friendies that i had indeed joined yesterday and felt guilty admitting that i had joined and had thereby made an idiot out of myself for every time i had previously proclaimed "NO FACEBOOK!". she of course made fun of me and then we moved on.

i'm still not really sure how i feel about it, the facebooking. i don't like the idea of typing my every move into my status updates, nor do i feel like i need to reconnect with everyone i ever knew in high school or was friends with 50 zillion years ago. i'll be honest, i hated high school for the most part. my friends drove me crazy and i spent a good majority of my weekends hanging out with my mom instead, by choice. sometimes just thinking about certain people kind of makes me ill and the idea of friending them makes me even more ill. i don't like feeling ill so i reserve the right to be picky with my facebook friends. some people i just don't have a great desire to reconnect with.

sorry, don't take it personally or anything.

ENNYWHO

i've joined. and that's that. bullet bitten.


in other news... the nub has his first cold and i have become a crazy nose sucking nazi. it's not even a bad cold but i am on the defense! we have 2 humidifiers blowing full steam ahead 24/7, his little mattress is propped up, the hand washing is mandatory and did i mention i'm crazy with the nose sucking? poor little guy, he thinks it's some mid-evil form of torture. me thinks that maybe a tooth is on the horizon, no?

what are your plans for v-day? me and mine i think we're going to catch confessions of a shopaholic. because i loved those books, and isla fisher. and nothing says valentine's day better than a cherry coke and popcorn. and maybe some of those frozen jr. mints.

happy day people, it's the weekend!

just don't get stuck in some dumb blizzard...