Please allow me to clear the air. A-hem. I do not hate Facebook. I even encouraged Pam to take a shot at it just yesterday! But I’ll be honest. I did compose a post last week titled, “What’s All the Hoopla About Facebook?” I just never hit the “publish” button.
Let me explain.
Thanks to my hip baby-sitter (who hasn’t been around much lately), I started my FB adventure over two years ago. My friends who have older kids (aka “teenagers”) said that they really liked the FB features better than My Space because of the confirmation process (it’s a better mechanism for not getting to know those really crazy people out there). I even suggested Wayne get a FB page back then because he helps with the college age at our church and that’s how all the kids communicate. He did and has been hooked ever since.
Maybe it’s just me. Maybe because I didn’t have my maiden name – which is Anderson – included in my profile is the reason I wasn’t seeing much action. I mostly only talked to current friends and a few friends that had moved out of state. No big, “OMG!-Where- have-you-been-since-such-n-such” kind of moments. No major long lost childhood friend or high school friend hook ups. So, I lost interest and decided to be a full-time blogger instead of a prime-time facebooker.
I’m also – believe it or not – a rather private person. I wasn’t keen on writing on other people’s walls for the whole world to see. I’m an emailer. I’m an IM’er. I am definitely a texter. And I have crack-berry hands.
Last April, Wayne and I got new blackberries. “One of the features,” the clerk told us, “is that it has the Facebook icon so you can check all your activity.” Yawn.
Right before Christmas, my cousin – God love her – wrote on Wayne’s wall something to the effect of : “What’s wrong with Laura? Is she mad at me? Why won’t she confirm me as a friend?” To which I replied back to my dear, sweet, face booker husband, “Tell her I don’t do face book. Give her my blog address.” A month later, I found out from my Grandmother that she got hitched and moved to Texas. Whell! So much for telling me!
About three weeks ago, I caught Wayne on my laptop late one night. When I asked what he was doing, he said, “Face Book.” I rolled my eyes. He said, “No, wait! Com’ere! Look at all these people I found that I went to high school with! So-n-so lives in Georgia…I got on So-n-so’s profile and found so-n-so…Look at these pictures So-n-so posted of us when we were in high school…” What? My ears perked up. Pictures of you in high school? I had to have a look (Wayne and I didn’t go to the same high school. He was graduating when I was in the 8th grade!). After I had my laugh of a lifetime, I got to wondering, “OMG! I hope some old high school mo-ron isn’t out there posting pictures of ME from nearly twenty years ago! That ‘80’s hair!! My daughter will be so ashamed of me!”
Two days later – I kid you not – a fellow co-worker and old high school friend came in my office and asked, “Have you heard of something called Facebook?” Ugh!!
So I did what only a girl could do – who is so afraid of her ‘80’s hair showing up on the internet for the whole world to see – I caved. I jumped on Facebook for the first time in about eight months this past Sunday night. What can I say? I had forty-seven people to confirm. There were only three that I honestly didn’t know. People had been looking for little ol’ ME?!
The first thing I did was add my maiden name to my profile. Then, I went shopping for friends! Shopping and looking for people who had joined FB during my 8-month hiatus. And boy, were there some new people!! My most special find was a bridesmaid of mine that I haven’t seen or talked to in probably four or five years! Her Halloween 2008 pictures of her and her family (two boys) dressed to the T as the rock group, Kiss, just totally sent me over the edge! I nearly fell off the couch!
I cried. How could I have missed all this?
And the absolute best thing in the world? The FB option on my blackberry! I can actually talk to these people all day long!! How cool is that?
Now, I’m hooked.
But the first person who posts a picture of my ‘80’s hair is going DOWN!