Isn't It Ironic?

Oh irony!  I just love it sometimes.  Lately I'm seeing a few posts on Facebook about how terrible/awful/evil social networking sites are.  About how people are losing grip on real life and spending so much time on these sites that they have become terrible/awful/evil people.  Wow. "Evil"?? Really?  I even read a thread where someone said money is no longer the root of all evil, but social networking sites are. Then a looooooong thread of posts followed discussing how sick it makes one person to see Likes on a post less than 30 seconds after posting it and that this person just has no use for Facebook and there are so many better things they would be and are doing instead of sitting on Facebook. 

Except: YOU ARE POSTING THIS ON FACEBOOK! And looking at the thread, you've come back to it several times and have spent quite a bit of time there discussing how you refuse to spend time there. Oh irony! 

Yep.  I love Facebook.  Especially when it's used the way it was intended.  I don't love how some people use it as a means to hurt others feelings, or make someone feel less than or post "dirty laundry", or in any hurtful way.  But that's not a reflection of social networking, or Facebook...rather, I think it speaks to the quality of person who use these sites in this manner.  

And what did y'all think about Mark Zuckerberg's gift to users on Facebook's Tenth Birthday? That "Look Back" video...I loved it.  Genius!  I also loved that it was editible...cause...well, y'know....

Oh I'm getting off topic here....Irony.  How often do you see irony and just have to laugh? Like that rude, aggressive driver...whipping in and out of traffic, who just blew past me, honked the horn and flipped me off.  Back bumper of her car has a Jesus fish and three bumper stickers with Bible verses and an ad for (I guess) the church she attends.  

A little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...

I Am Ready, I Am Ready...

I Am Ready, I Am....















Ready for this stupid winter with it's freezing precipitation to go away.

Ready for answers.

Ready to win the lottery.

Ready to just let it go.

Ready for an early spring. (Don't care what the stupid Groundhog says.)

Ready to stop being terrified by every little ache or pain.

Ready to be a better person.

Ready for some people to stop acting like asshats and get over themselves.

Ready to Hope.

Ready for a new year.

Ready to stop and smell the roses.

Ready to walk away.

Ready for the weekend.

Ready to Dream.

Ready to tell it like it is.

Ready for a smaller house.

Ready to thrive.

Ready for some football.

Ready for True Blood to return.

Ready to get bumped to ANNUAL oncology visits. *wink wink Dr W*

Ready for change.

Ready to make that change.

Ready for less Pinkness.

Ready to pull back the curtain.

Ready to Believe.

Ready to enjoy everything.

Ready to take my Blog in a new direction.

Ready for a cure for ALL cancer.

*I Am Ready
 I Am Ready
 I Am Ready

I Am...
Fine.

[*Colorblind, Counting Crows]

We Are Fam-uh-ly...

Yeah.  Family.  I'm pretty sure my family has more damn drama goin on at any given time than most daytime soap operas.  But whose doesn't, right?

Anyway, before y'all get all excited thinkin I'm about to air some dirty laundry, hold on to your knickers, cause, if you recall, I don't.  And I won't. This is just a bit of a vent in generalities.





And also, before anyone ASSumes I'm referring to them specifically, and starts posting all manner of snarky status updates and stuff...how bout this...you could just ASK ME if I'm talking about you in this blog post. 

Remember...I am part of TWO families.