Facebook

Ok, I admit it. I'm one of those stupid people who does enjoy Facebook. I'm home all day with my kids and, when I have time to sit down at my computer, it feels like some kind of "social retreat" to catch up with people I would have otherwise lost contact with a long time ago.

This being said, it doesn't hold the same lure and attraction it once did. Why? Because it's always the same people updating their statues and like my husband always says (who is totally against Facebook if you didn't already know his stance), "Why do they think they are so important that you'd care what they are doing every second of their life?" When you think about it, there is some truth to his statement. But my all time favorite updates are from those who are "SO crazy busy" but yet they still have time to sit down at their computer and TELL us how busy they are. I don't know about you, but when I'm busy, updating my Facebook status to let you know how busy I am is the farthest thing from my mind! Facebook is a very narcissistic social forum...

But I still enjoy being a "fly on the wall" at times. I have become more of a voyeur on Facebook than an actual participant, but I still find it entertaining. And, truly, is there anything more exciting than seeing a post on your wall or the mystery involved in seeing the looming "friend request"? You just never know who might have found you today...It's exciting and, maybe, a little creepy. But--Hey--My life is so boring what's wrong with an occasional stalker? I'm merely kidding, of course!!! :)

Summer's End? Please!!!

I know there are many, many people who don't agree with me, especially those from the upper Midwest, but I'm really anxious for summer to end. Normally, I enjoy our summers and the laziness and non-routines that accompany it. However, this summer has been dragging on forever. Six weeks into it, my kids were bored and, hence, acting out as a result. And there are people who will respond with "Well, entertain them"...Here's the deal: I'm out of ideas and I'm exhausted by it all. I admit it, it's been rough and I'm more than ready to send the kiddos back to school. While there are things I don't like about the typical school year: Homework, 9 months of snow, and hectic mornings. This is the first year where I'll actually have a few hours to myself because London is entering preschool and she'll attend each day for 3 hours. If you're jealous, just remember, I've paid my dues!! I've been home each and every day her entire life. I'm ready for some "me" time. And this isn't to say that I'd change one minute of it. Ok, well, maybe I'd change some things, but I've always appreciated the fact that staying home was a choice I have...Not an easy choice and not one without some sacrifice, but one I value and feel is important. I was never good about dropping my babies off to spend the majority of their day with a stranger. Now I see how much London is craving some socialization with children her own age. It's a hunger burning deep within her soul. She's completely bored with me and I"m not taking it personally. After raising the introverted child, I'm more than happy to see this side of things too. It's rewarding to see the child scamper off with her backpack and teacher in hand. The confidence radiating from her is so reassuring. She's a born leader and I hope it stays that way.

Hmmm....I wonder what I'll do with 3 hours each day? I'll keep you posted! :D