Facebook Whore!

 Facebook whore.  That is what my loving husband calls me.  And he is right on the money! Its so true.  I love facebook.  My day pretty much begins and ends with facebook.  If I could get it on my phone I would never be without it.  The sad part is that I didn't truly know I was addicted until this past Wednesday night.  There was a big winter storm in the midwest.  You may have heard about it.  Well our internet was working but all the servers in the region were down (according to our internet company).  I swear I checked it all night.  I was like a crack addict curled up in the corner shaking and sweating because I couldn't get my fix.  The next morning was wonderful.  I bounded out of bed and down the stairs to my trusty laptop.  "Please let it work. Please let it work!" I prayed.  And lo and behold it worked.  The angels sang from the heavens.  Doves burst through my nightgown.  What a miraculous event!!  Pathetic isn't it.

Here is why I like facebook.  I live so far away from my family and the majority of my friends. I get to see pictures of old friends and their families.  I get to know who is in a complicated relationship or who is married.  I like to know what is going on. Facebook has kept me in touch with those I probably would never talk to on a regular basis.  Now when I do get to see them in person we are all caught up and move forward instead of replaying what has been happening in our lives. Plus, I get to give everyone my two cents on their status.  They wouldn't have friended me if they didn't want to know, right?   I love it.  I crave it.  (laughs hysterically)

So feel free to make me wear a bright red FB on my clothes to announce to the world that I am a Facebook whore.  But chances are if they are on Facebook they already know it.

If you are a fellow Facebook whore feel free to Like my Dishes, Diapers, Degrees; Oh My! page.  I would love to have you stop by!