i put myself on a facebook fast after finding myself totally engrossed in checking it every chance i could: wondering if someone updated their status again, seeing what else i could comment on, blah blah blah. so i did it the only way i seemed to be able to which is all or nothing.
anyway, what i have realized is that i have a few status updates that were never made:
it is possible to burn a pot of soup.
micah told me: “i can tell who plays video games by looking at their legs.” (the fewer the scratches and bruises, the more time with video games)
never confuse baking soda with cornstarch when making pie.
naomi loves neon colors…i feel like i’m in the 80s again.
i told eliza to put on underwear and she said, “why? is someone coming over?”
after explaining what “brainwashing” meant, micah said, “oh, like what happens in our family?”
i’m concentrating not to cut my hair.
eliza: “mom, i think if i was alive with martin luther king, i’d have to go to the broken down school because my skin is so dark.” (this self concept has continued: she drew her valentine self portrait with a warm brown crayon and was disappointed it wasn’t dark enough)
jerry has the kids on the driveway with a telescope and the full moon.
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i’m trying to decide how to feel more connected through facebook rather than less connected. i need to tame the all-or-nothingness in me.