AT TIMES I THINK THE WORLD IS A WEE BIT CRAZY

I have a love/hate relationship with facebook. I am there because all of the popular kids are there ~waves to you from the back of the lunchroom at the nerd table~. Twitter is okay. I find that it is just a glorified status update like what is on myspace. Myspace is okay. I found a dear dear friend that I had searched for years on myspace so that was totally worth it. It is not that I do not enjoy facebook because I do. I have liked getting back in touch with people from my past. I do hate that it seems to be taking the place of emailing, blogging and reading blogs. I really do hate that and I will admit that I am the first one guilty of letting those things fall away because of facebook. It is also a HUGH time suck (LORD SAVE ME FROM FACE TOWN AND FARKLE!). I have lots of friends there. Some of those people are beloved blogger friends, present and past friends and people that have simply joined my page to build up my mafia. The past people are all people I went to school with. Many I did not really know then and still really do not know but I realize that people sometimes add people just for the numbers. Some I have refused to add. Talking about creating a stir ~rolls my eyes and mutter OY VEY~

Lately, I have had a guilty little dirty addiction on facebook. This addiction was like watching a Mexican novella. You do not really understand all that is going on but you certainly do get the drift in a BIG way. At least on the novellas you get all the stenciled on eyebrow raising and such. With the facebook pages you have to rely on words...or lack there of. This is the case of two facebook pages that I am reading from people who went to high school at or around the same time that I did. I really do not know either of them. I certainly did not know that they married and have been married for 28 years. She post a lot on her page. About a week ago, she began to post even more. The updates got more and more cryptic and strange. It certainly left her followers guessing and leaving lots of comments. The husbands post were things like *Transformers Rocked!* So I figured it was not a home thing. He never leaves comments on her page but she leaves lots on his. And they are all in a wifely tone. You know what I mean. Anyway, it was enough to keep me looking for her updates. Well Monday all hell broke loose. She posted that he had asked for 30 days to think about things. She asked her followers for prayers and help for this time and prayers for her marriage to be mended. Then she ended up logging over 50 comments. On her responses to those comments she wrote such things as *he has gone crazy* *he is not seeking good counsel* and *I think he is unstable*. She posted those things for him and all of the ever loving world to see. It was like driving by a horrible automobile accident and not being able to look away. In those comments, it seemed to me that she was just banging nails into the coffin of her marriage with total disregard to herself or her husband. He simply put a notice stating that he was tired of facebook and if anyone needed him then they could send him an email.

Almost anyone reading this post has a blog. I have read many of your entries about getting married or a marriage break up, the birth or death of a child, losing a loved one to death and even how you just want to run away at times. I have even posted about bad days and how I hate not having a mate. For some reason, if I read about it in a blog, I feel as though you have entrusted me to read your journal entry. Like you came up, tapped me on the shoulder and said...here read this. It always felt intimate.

Reading what she has written is like reading about the break up of her marriage in the Thrifty Nickle and I hate that. One of the best pieces of advise that I have ever received is, if you are having a problem, surround yourself with a FEW people who love you and will always tell you the trust. Those are the people you confide in. They will give you good honest counsel. If you let that important circle get too big, you will always find someone who will agree with you even when it is not truth or in your best interest.

What does it feel different to me? Why does this bother me?

I really don't know if there is an answer. I do know that her answers are not going to be found on facebook. I also know that I am going to work harder at posting and reading blogs.

And on a lighter note...gingerbean taking a bath. She LOVES her some bath taking!