Facebook

The computer age is something isn't it? We can find out anything....about almost everyone ever born online. And those of us who love playing on the computer know this and we willingly put ourselves out there.

Enter Facebook.

You could spend hours searching out the boy who in the 6th grade took you on your first real date to a movie, hand-holding included, or a classmate from elementary school who moved away but you never forgot, or you could search out the people who have the same name as you and wonder if they had the same humiliating nick-names you had.

Either way, Facebook is here and it's a riot. I love reading what everyone is doing with their lives, what their views are on things, how many friends they have, and share pictures of what their lives have been like to this point. Some are living simple lives, like me...the daily grind, work/pay bills/squeeze in some fun when finances and time allow. Other have taken a big ol' bite out of life and are gobbling it up.

It is these people I am jealous of.

I used to be a person who was all for going out, having a good time, etc., etc.. Now, thinking of a venture to go out is exhausting. Babysitters, working the extra shifts to afford a decent night out, keeping up with the house work so that any babysitter we get doesn't report us for having young children living in a home where the dog hair is truly the beast in control, and then-for me-it's the pouring myself into an outfit that doesn't look frumpy, that can hide the ++ pounds I've accumulated since high school (21 years ago) and still feel good about myself.

See...exhausting.

Some day....I'll say "fuck it" and live large like I was meant to. In the meantime...I have young minds to mould and a marriage to lavish in. Besides...we have the best BBQs/water fights in the Atlantic Provinces, if not the whole country. Right now...it doesn't get much better than that!

:-P