“Facebook needs these three buttons – Dislike, Who Cares, and You’re an Idiot.”
I’ve come to see Facebook as a bad dating site. It’s sort of like reading the bio, seeing the picture, and then meeting the reality. I’m not talking about the pictures of your grandkids. They are as adorable as promised. I especially enjoy the unposed shots. I also enjoy pictures from your trips if they’re about nature and places that I might visit to find peace and quiet.
What I don’t enjoy are the warnings, admonitions, and statements meant to prepare me for things that will amaze me and stop my breath. I’m talking about the miracle that will occur if I eat two eggs everyday and avoid the three foods I must never eat.
I’m talking about the meditation techniques the yoga postures that will completely change my life. I’m talking about the tests that can determine if I paid attention in Literature class, what flower I’m most like, and if I know a sufficient amount of trivia from Downton Abbey.
I’m talking about special moments that in the “olden days” were special and private. Yes, I’m ranting. But I feel this is important. Important enough to share. I’m going to post this on Facebook right after I eat my two eggs.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.