*hanging head in shame* I've been a bad blogger. I'd put myself in timeout but I know I'd enjoy the peace and quiet too much. :) So many things I've been wanting to blog about that my brain actually had some #failwhale action. (Shout out to my obsession, Twitter or just Social Media in general)
But for today I will wax poetic about my 3 beautiful children. They are the funniest little creatures I know. And the are the best and worst of me and their father. (I hesitated and almost said donor... Bad mommy.) The stubbornness, thoughtfulness, sarcasm (yes even from the 4 yr old. Oy!) wittiness, silliness and just loveliness that makes them who they are tickle me to no end.
As much as I enjoy them, they also frustrate me to no end!! Let's talk about our mornings before school. My middle girl, my MiniMe, is sooooooooo sllllooooooowwwwwww. With pretty much everything she does. Love that girl to death but seriously!!??! That is why she gets up first so she can eat breakfast and get ready for school. It could literally take her 20 minutes to drink a small glass of milk. No joke. So she has a timed breakfast and can't still be eating past 7:20 or what ever she doesn't eat will either be taken as lunch/snack for school or tossed. And it's simple food like toast with peanut butter, waffles, cereal w/o milk, (ugh, I know right?) some fruit or a combination of some of them. She gets her own breakfast unless she wants eggs or something she can't reach. And yet it takes her over 40 minutes to eat. Then it's the trial of brushing teeth, washing face, bushings hair, putting on lotion, making lunch and finally putting shoes on. Trust me, it's enough to make a Nun want to contemplate promiscuity. Wow, did I just say that? But it's true.
I didn't mention she has to be clothed before coming out of her room either. That's fun because she forgets to lay her clothes out the night before and then we have issues about her needing to change if what she's wearing is just too much for my eyes that early in the morning.
We live about 7 minutes away from the school she goes to so leaving at 8:00 isn't unreasonable. You'd think right? Wrong-o! I have to literally herd her and the 4 yr old out the door while hoping my oldest daughter got ready and will leave on time also. (Thankfully her school is down the street and around the corner)
I just realized this was to be about my children not just one child. Oh well I have the attention span of a gnat when I get on a roll. So next time it may be about another one of my lovely children.
Where was I? Oh yeah, our morning time ritual of sending me closer to the Shady Pines Sanitarium. I help her make her lunch but mostly it's on her. All of the lunch stuff is there she just needs to choose. Maybe that is the issue, too many choices. Doubtful but a thought. So now the choice is whether or not to eat a peanut butter sandwich(no jelly for her), cheese sandwich or a meat and cheese sandwich. (plain btw, bc she doesn't like mayo or mustard, the horror!) or a tortilla wrap... I didn't have these many options when I as her age!! Lunch made and ready to go and now we hope her 4 yr old brother finished eating also, brushed teeth and got dressed. Oh and me too. If I brush my hair it'd be a miracle if I remembered. Everyone ready? All set to go? Ok good.
This morning time ritual is a total of 65-80 minutes every morning just to get ready for school. Some days are better than others and some just make me want to run away with the gypsies. But I wouldn't feel right if it wasn't like this...
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
iPhone Love it Hate it...
Crap! Ok as for that previous post I'll delete it once I'm on my POS PC. But for now it stays... Maybe I'll keep it there as a reminder as to what happens when I press the wrong button on my beloved/hated iPhone. So... New topic today was gonna be about food but I will talk about my iPhone.
I got my iPhone as a Mothers' Day gift last year when I was still married. I wanted to wait for the 3GS coming out a few months later but the ex thought I wanted the iPhone sooner even though I clearly said I can wait a few more months. (see he didn't listen to me, topic for another post) Anywho, got it and fell instantly in love. <3
Yes, I fell in love with an inanimate object that can't love me back in return. Or couldn't care if I loved it or not. Sad but true. It's the story of my life these days it seems. Or if i hate it some days and want to throw it against a wall or strangle it as if it were my ex. ; ) side note: I also hate it too. :( It's a love / hate relationship that I can't ever leave or get enough of.
I had an LG Shine and I loved it bc it was shiny. Hahaha how ridonkulous does that sound? But my daughter was going to Austria to play soccer and was going to need a phone. What to do? Ahh, let's give her my phone and I'll get the new iPhone when it comes out! : ) yay! Problem solved, sort of. She wasn't getting a cell phone till she hit 8th grade and she was barely leaving 6th grade behind when she was going to Austria. Oh well, she needed it so it was all good. Win-win! :)
So I open my gift and I am grateful and happy even though my oldest told her father to wait. : ) I spent the rest of the day uploading phone numbers, looking for pics to use for each contact, ring tones, music and of course the multitude of free Apps!! Holy Free Apps Batman! I went balls out and just started downloading all kind of Apps whether I needed them or not! My first App was Facebook! Of course having easy access to it made me love my iPhone even more!
I know it's just a phone but really it's not. At least to me and a lot of people who also love their iPhones!! It's almost obsessive for some people and I guess you could say I'm one of them. Shhh... Don't tell anyone, but I will sometimes put it in a Ziploc bag and take it into the shower with me. ; ) Hahahaha! I'm so not lyin' about that, and no I will not take a photo of that either! And what do you ask am I using my iPhone in the shower for? I will sometimes play music or I FB, text or even Tweet from the shower. I should do a Tweet-cast from the shower some time! Hahaha! Oh boy that would be high-larious! Oh the trouble I could get into with my phone. ; ) I'm keeping it 'G' but it could all go downhill from here. I can multitask on here like nobodies business. I text, FB, Tweet, take photos and send them, check email and surf the web. Oh how much fun I have on here!
That's all about the love I have for my iPhone. But now for the hate part of it..... : ( There are some days that I really want to give it up for adoption and get a whackberry. But I'd never leave my iPhone for another. Sometimes I get bad reception, in my own freakin' house!! Or some apps act like spoiled brats and don't want to cooperate. Or it'll freeze up on me while I Tweet and then it closes down. It's a pain in my tookus sometimes, but just like my children, I wouldn't have it any other way. I love it no matter what. :)
So yeah, my iPhone and I are in a serious relationship. I'm thinking of updating my status on Facebook to that and see what happens. : ) It pisses me off, makes me laugh and smile and of course it gives me what I need. Staying connected with all the important people in my life and giving me an opportunity to be more available to those who need me. In a nutshell, I'm crazy about my iPhone and no I don't need to seek professional help for this addiction. =)
I got my iPhone as a Mothers' Day gift last year when I was still married. I wanted to wait for the 3GS coming out a few months later but the ex thought I wanted the iPhone sooner even though I clearly said I can wait a few more months. (see he didn't listen to me, topic for another post) Anywho, got it and fell instantly in love. <3
Yes, I fell in love with an inanimate object that can't love me back in return. Or couldn't care if I loved it or not. Sad but true. It's the story of my life these days it seems. Or if i hate it some days and want to throw it against a wall or strangle it as if it were my ex. ; ) side note: I also hate it too. :( It's a love / hate relationship that I can't ever leave or get enough of.
I had an LG Shine and I loved it bc it was shiny. Hahaha how ridonkulous does that sound? But my daughter was going to Austria to play soccer and was going to need a phone. What to do? Ahh, let's give her my phone and I'll get the new iPhone when it comes out! : ) yay! Problem solved, sort of. She wasn't getting a cell phone till she hit 8th grade and she was barely leaving 6th grade behind when she was going to Austria. Oh well, she needed it so it was all good. Win-win! :)
So I open my gift and I am grateful and happy even though my oldest told her father to wait. : ) I spent the rest of the day uploading phone numbers, looking for pics to use for each contact, ring tones, music and of course the multitude of free Apps!! Holy Free Apps Batman! I went balls out and just started downloading all kind of Apps whether I needed them or not! My first App was Facebook! Of course having easy access to it made me love my iPhone even more!
I know it's just a phone but really it's not. At least to me and a lot of people who also love their iPhones!! It's almost obsessive for some people and I guess you could say I'm one of them. Shhh... Don't tell anyone, but I will sometimes put it in a Ziploc bag and take it into the shower with me. ; ) Hahahaha! I'm so not lyin' about that, and no I will not take a photo of that either! And what do you ask am I using my iPhone in the shower for? I will sometimes play music or I FB, text or even Tweet from the shower. I should do a Tweet-cast from the shower some time! Hahaha! Oh boy that would be high-larious! Oh the trouble I could get into with my phone. ; ) I'm keeping it 'G' but it could all go downhill from here. I can multitask on here like nobodies business. I text, FB, Tweet, take photos and send them, check email and surf the web. Oh how much fun I have on here!
That's all about the love I have for my iPhone. But now for the hate part of it..... : ( There are some days that I really want to give it up for adoption and get a whackberry. But I'd never leave my iPhone for another. Sometimes I get bad reception, in my own freakin' house!! Or some apps act like spoiled brats and don't want to cooperate. Or it'll freeze up on me while I Tweet and then it closes down. It's a pain in my tookus sometimes, but just like my children, I wouldn't have it any other way. I love it no matter what. :)
So yeah, my iPhone and I are in a serious relationship. I'm thinking of updating my status on Facebook to that and see what happens. : ) It pisses me off, makes me laugh and smile and of course it gives me what I need. Staying connected with all the important people in my life and giving me an opportunity to be more available to those who need me. In a nutshell, I'm crazy about my iPhone and no I don't need to seek professional help for this addiction. =)
Friday, June 18, 2010
Fathers' Day...
Ok, so Fathers' Day is on Sunday and this should be an interesting one this year... I'll start with the fact that I lost my own Father almost 4 years ago. Not that I couldn't find him but we hadn't been speaking to each other for years and then when i found out he was ill, i dropped everything (which btw isn't easy when you're a mom of 2 and preggers with #3.) and went to be with him. He lived in southern california and had been since he and my mother divorced over 25 years ago. In the time just after my parents divorced my father made a half assed effort to call whenever he could and we didn't see him at all. We moved to the monterey bay area and he stayed in so cal.
so let me back peddle for a minute. i met my father when i was about 5 or 6 years old. yes i said 'met'. he wasn't in the picture til then for reasons i found out about just a few years ago. and about a year or so later my baby sister was born. my father and i never had an easy relationship. i was a middle child with an older sister who had cerebral palsy on her left side only. so she was obviously needy. then when the baby came, i was all but forgotten bc the baby needed attention, obviously. i wasn't jealous bc my baby sis was like a live doll for me to play with and i was territorial when it came to her. i pretty much helped my mom raise her while my oldest sister who was clumsy, couldn't hold her unless she was sitting with the baby. anyway, my father and i were always sparing and having some kind of war with words. but he was my father and i loved him like you should love your parents. i always felt a connection with him even though it was a strange relationship we had. i mean he embarrassed the heck out me by wearing his tighty whities around the house and to get the newspaper. or he'd play with his false teeth. yes, he had false teeth. my father was 12 years older than my mother.
after my parents divorced it was a bit scary for me bc i didn't know why we were moved away and why we didn't see our father anymore. my mother claims she told us what was going on but i must have blocked it out she says. i really have no idea if she did or not. i have a feeling she didn't because we aren't that type of family that shares emotion and feelings with each other. but that was my father and why wouldn't he want to see us right? wrong-o! at first it didn't hit me that he never came to see us. time went by and eventually i started getting it but was still in denial. i invited him to my high school graduation and he flaked, he sent me birthday money twice in one year because he didn't remember when it was. these were good signs right? my mom and i had a huge fight about him when i was a sophomore in high school and it came to blows. it was ugly and i left the house for almost a week. then the last straw for me was when i had graduated from high school and my then boyfriend and i went to disneyland and universal studios for a week. i called my dad to come see me and to meet my boyfriend. yeah, totally flaked on me again. i was there a whole week and nothing. so i washed my hands of him.
when i got married, i didn't hesitate to ask my oldest uncle to walk me down the aisle. my dad wasn't even a thought and he sure as heck wasn't going to show up if i invited him. so i saved myself the let down. when i had my kids i swore my oldest sister to a vow of silence and she wasn't to tell our dad about them. she's another blog entry... i had been kicking around the idea that i should see him and try to get passed our past history and try to have some kind of relationship. i kept putting it off thinking i have time.
anyways, i got the call that our dad was sick from my youngest sister. she told me he'd had a stroke and he's been in a hospice/rehabilitation facility in so cal. my first reaction was i'm going to see him no matter what my issues with him are. and my second one was fear. would he know me or want me there? i was 8 months preggers and had to make sure the doctor ok'd me for travel before i could go. we told our older sister that we were going and long and twisted story later she wasn't coming along for the trip.
we went and saw him and he looked the same but different in so many other ways. he called me my older sisters name, which i took instant offense to. then my younger sister and i went shopping for him for some essentials like slippers, socks, a comb, lotion and some clothes. he had nothing with him and it was quite sad to see him like that. we left after a few days and we intended on going back to see him again just didn't know when. well, it came in february and what i saw was even more heartbreaking. he no longer could breath on his own and he was wasting away.
i had finally let go of all my childhood resentments and it was too late to try to make amends. so my last time seeing him, i told him i forgave him for all the hurt he caused me bc i knew he knew no other way to be. we are flawed and not as forgiving when it comes to our own parents when they make mistakes. but i knew this was who he was and i was able to accept it and let it go. it was bittersweet bc a few weeks later he passed away. i got to have my peace about it and i finally let go of one thing in my life that was weighing me down. of course now on to the next thing weighing me down. that's for another day.
my kids have a father who wants to be in their lives and i'm ok with that bc that is something i never had. but at the same time it's hard for me to let them go every few days to be with him. this time last year is when my growing discomfort in my marriage came to head and i decided I had to get out, just didn't know how. and since i'd always wanted a dad who would be there for me and my kids get that. so, fathers' day is a good and bad day for me. but i'll carry on like i always do.
well, g'night my darlings. sleep well and remember you're who you're meant to be if you love who you are right now.
so let me back peddle for a minute. i met my father when i was about 5 or 6 years old. yes i said 'met'. he wasn't in the picture til then for reasons i found out about just a few years ago. and about a year or so later my baby sister was born. my father and i never had an easy relationship. i was a middle child with an older sister who had cerebral palsy on her left side only. so she was obviously needy. then when the baby came, i was all but forgotten bc the baby needed attention, obviously. i wasn't jealous bc my baby sis was like a live doll for me to play with and i was territorial when it came to her. i pretty much helped my mom raise her while my oldest sister who was clumsy, couldn't hold her unless she was sitting with the baby. anyway, my father and i were always sparing and having some kind of war with words. but he was my father and i loved him like you should love your parents. i always felt a connection with him even though it was a strange relationship we had. i mean he embarrassed the heck out me by wearing his tighty whities around the house and to get the newspaper. or he'd play with his false teeth. yes, he had false teeth. my father was 12 years older than my mother.
after my parents divorced it was a bit scary for me bc i didn't know why we were moved away and why we didn't see our father anymore. my mother claims she told us what was going on but i must have blocked it out she says. i really have no idea if she did or not. i have a feeling she didn't because we aren't that type of family that shares emotion and feelings with each other. but that was my father and why wouldn't he want to see us right? wrong-o! at first it didn't hit me that he never came to see us. time went by and eventually i started getting it but was still in denial. i invited him to my high school graduation and he flaked, he sent me birthday money twice in one year because he didn't remember when it was. these were good signs right? my mom and i had a huge fight about him when i was a sophomore in high school and it came to blows. it was ugly and i left the house for almost a week. then the last straw for me was when i had graduated from high school and my then boyfriend and i went to disneyland and universal studios for a week. i called my dad to come see me and to meet my boyfriend. yeah, totally flaked on me again. i was there a whole week and nothing. so i washed my hands of him.
when i got married, i didn't hesitate to ask my oldest uncle to walk me down the aisle. my dad wasn't even a thought and he sure as heck wasn't going to show up if i invited him. so i saved myself the let down. when i had my kids i swore my oldest sister to a vow of silence and she wasn't to tell our dad about them. she's another blog entry... i had been kicking around the idea that i should see him and try to get passed our past history and try to have some kind of relationship. i kept putting it off thinking i have time.
anyways, i got the call that our dad was sick from my youngest sister. she told me he'd had a stroke and he's been in a hospice/rehabilitation facility in so cal. my first reaction was i'm going to see him no matter what my issues with him are. and my second one was fear. would he know me or want me there? i was 8 months preggers and had to make sure the doctor ok'd me for travel before i could go. we told our older sister that we were going and long and twisted story later she wasn't coming along for the trip.
we went and saw him and he looked the same but different in so many other ways. he called me my older sisters name, which i took instant offense to. then my younger sister and i went shopping for him for some essentials like slippers, socks, a comb, lotion and some clothes. he had nothing with him and it was quite sad to see him like that. we left after a few days and we intended on going back to see him again just didn't know when. well, it came in february and what i saw was even more heartbreaking. he no longer could breath on his own and he was wasting away.
i had finally let go of all my childhood resentments and it was too late to try to make amends. so my last time seeing him, i told him i forgave him for all the hurt he caused me bc i knew he knew no other way to be. we are flawed and not as forgiving when it comes to our own parents when they make mistakes. but i knew this was who he was and i was able to accept it and let it go. it was bittersweet bc a few weeks later he passed away. i got to have my peace about it and i finally let go of one thing in my life that was weighing me down. of course now on to the next thing weighing me down. that's for another day.
my kids have a father who wants to be in their lives and i'm ok with that bc that is something i never had. but at the same time it's hard for me to let them go every few days to be with him. this time last year is when my growing discomfort in my marriage came to head and i decided I had to get out, just didn't know how. and since i'd always wanted a dad who would be there for me and my kids get that. so, fathers' day is a good and bad day for me. but i'll carry on like i always do.
well, g'night my darlings. sleep well and remember you're who you're meant to be if you love who you are right now.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Twitterverse...
Ok, so now another rundown of my thoughts on Twitter. And this is almost to repeat what I've said earlier about Twitter. So I'd be RT'ing myself here, LOL! I know, redundant but I thought I'd reiterate what I've said and maybe say a few extra things I may not have said before.
I actually find it a bit interesting or maybe fascinating is a better word for it. You see, with the personal account that I have, I follow my sister and my best friend, celebrities and other interesting things that have to do with entertainment, food, parenting, sports, Affirmations, and believe it or not, tech-stuff. With my public site, I follow 'real' people, some celebrities, and various news outlets and quotables... I get the best of both worlds without giving too much of myself away. You see anonymity is good to an extent but good so my ex can't yell at me for saying anything about my personal life. That's why my personal site with my 'real' name is locked. And my public site has no personal markers except my photo and the link to this Blog, which isn't using my 'real' name. That's another post for another time.
Meeting new people and finding things in common with people from all over the world is really interesting to me. I still don't understand how people get my name and end up 'following' me but how ever they find me, it's still kinda cool. I enjoy 'talking' to people from all over and knowing something I may have to say is interesting enough to someone that they want to comment or they want to engage in a convo with me. I love being able to chat with people from England or South Africa and people from the US, because as different as we all may seem, we really aren't. Like attracts like. So I like to think that the people I happen to talk to are interested in some of the same things I'm interested in and can carry on a convo that doesn't become one-sided.
I am still finding it funny that people want to follow me and that after a few days they unfollow. If I had a fragile ego, I'd be a basket case and have a serious complex about myself. LOL But with the ability to follow, why not be more selective before you automatically follow someone because it was suggested? I will usually follow someone who first has a real photo and a bio that seems interesting, I will read some of their time line to see how they interact with their followers, and see how many they follow and how many follow them and also how often they 'tweet'. And if they follow me and ask me to follow them... Side note: I love taking words and turning them into words associated with Twitter. Anyway, I am selective with whom I follow now. I had mentioned in an earlier post that I would probably follow everyone following me, but I recant that to say that I will follow most that follow me. Because you run the risk of following someone being a douche and blowing up your time line with nonsense or stuff you really don't want to read, or sending you ridonkulous links to things you could care less about.
How do people manage all their followers? It's not an easy thing to do, but if you speak up and chat with me, I'd chat with you. I have been fluctuating between 220 - 225 followers. Don't get me wrong it's actually quite flattering that anyone would want to follow me and that wasn't my intent when I started my public site but keeping up with everyone is not as difficult as I thought it would be. I follow people who have thousands of followers, no joke. How in the world do you keep track of that? Well, my question was answered and it's the same as what I said. If you engage me in convo and you want to chat, I'll chat back and will carry on multiple convos if I can keep it up. But I don't follow with any intent but to chat and see what people have to say. It's getting a glimpse into someone's life that wants to share something with anyone who can read. We become minor celebrities in our own right when someone suggests you as someone to follow. And if someone RT's you (retweets what you just said) its kinda cool that they think what you had to say.
I am who I put out there. I may not always be like that with everyone I'm around, just because I've built my whole life on being the person everyone wanted me to be, or at least who I thought they wanted me to be. Another post for later... But I am what you read and at times I'm more or less what you read. I Tweet for the fun of it and for no other reason but to connect with people. So if you follow me, enjoy the ride. If you unfollow me, thanks for peeking into my world.
Now its time to close this and I may say more or I may not. Stay tuned and see what happens. Until we tweet/meet again, Be Great, because good is the enemy of Great. =)
I actually find it a bit interesting or maybe fascinating is a better word for it. You see, with the personal account that I have, I follow my sister and my best friend, celebrities and other interesting things that have to do with entertainment, food, parenting, sports, Affirmations, and believe it or not, tech-stuff. With my public site, I follow 'real' people, some celebrities, and various news outlets and quotables... I get the best of both worlds without giving too much of myself away. You see anonymity is good to an extent but good so my ex can't yell at me for saying anything about my personal life. That's why my personal site with my 'real' name is locked. And my public site has no personal markers except my photo and the link to this Blog, which isn't using my 'real' name. That's another post for another time.
Meeting new people and finding things in common with people from all over the world is really interesting to me. I still don't understand how people get my name and end up 'following' me but how ever they find me, it's still kinda cool. I enjoy 'talking' to people from all over and knowing something I may have to say is interesting enough to someone that they want to comment or they want to engage in a convo with me. I love being able to chat with people from England or South Africa and people from the US, because as different as we all may seem, we really aren't. Like attracts like. So I like to think that the people I happen to talk to are interested in some of the same things I'm interested in and can carry on a convo that doesn't become one-sided.
I am still finding it funny that people want to follow me and that after a few days they unfollow. If I had a fragile ego, I'd be a basket case and have a serious complex about myself. LOL But with the ability to follow, why not be more selective before you automatically follow someone because it was suggested? I will usually follow someone who first has a real photo and a bio that seems interesting, I will read some of their time line to see how they interact with their followers, and see how many they follow and how many follow them and also how often they 'tweet'. And if they follow me and ask me to follow them... Side note: I love taking words and turning them into words associated with Twitter. Anyway, I am selective with whom I follow now. I had mentioned in an earlier post that I would probably follow everyone following me, but I recant that to say that I will follow most that follow me. Because you run the risk of following someone being a douche and blowing up your time line with nonsense or stuff you really don't want to read, or sending you ridonkulous links to things you could care less about.
How do people manage all their followers? It's not an easy thing to do, but if you speak up and chat with me, I'd chat with you. I have been fluctuating between 220 - 225 followers. Don't get me wrong it's actually quite flattering that anyone would want to follow me and that wasn't my intent when I started my public site but keeping up with everyone is not as difficult as I thought it would be. I follow people who have thousands of followers, no joke. How in the world do you keep track of that? Well, my question was answered and it's the same as what I said. If you engage me in convo and you want to chat, I'll chat back and will carry on multiple convos if I can keep it up. But I don't follow with any intent but to chat and see what people have to say. It's getting a glimpse into someone's life that wants to share something with anyone who can read. We become minor celebrities in our own right when someone suggests you as someone to follow. And if someone RT's you (retweets what you just said) its kinda cool that they think what you had to say.
I am who I put out there. I may not always be like that with everyone I'm around, just because I've built my whole life on being the person everyone wanted me to be, or at least who I thought they wanted me to be. Another post for later... But I am what you read and at times I'm more or less what you read. I Tweet for the fun of it and for no other reason but to connect with people. So if you follow me, enjoy the ride. If you unfollow me, thanks for peeking into my world.
Now its time to close this and I may say more or I may not. Stay tuned and see what happens. Until we tweet/meet again, Be Great, because good is the enemy of Great. =)
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Twitter Explosion!
Alright, I started a Twitter account a year ago just for me and my sister is on it and one of my best friends is on it. The rest are random people I've started "following" and it's been pretty cool. I also 'follow' celebs and random quotables and sports and funny things. It's 'private' so i need requests to be 'followed'.
Now, since my pending divorce I've added another Twitter account that is 'public'. I basically will tweet the same stuff on one and RT to my other. But not always. I say stuff on one that I don't on the other. I don't have over lapping 'followers' so its not too big a deal. I started my other account maybe a few months ago and had about 30 something followers until a week and a half ago. I like to cruise the trending topics to see what people are saying, or the 'nearby' and see what people around me are talking about. I like to chat and make comments. I can be sarcastic and witty, or I can be sympathetic and deep. It really is what ever random thing that pops into my head.
I have reached over 125 'followers' and have tweeted almost 2,000 tweets. Now I do intend to follow everyone following me and send a DM(direct message) to them to thank them for following me. I do send out a mass tweet to thank everyone at once which I guess would be sufficient but I like to add a personal touch to things.
Side note: every time I say or think 'followers', I think of an occult or something of that nature. These people are interested in what i may have to say and may like something I've commented on or posted from another source. Very neat!!
Anyways, even though this is all cyber-space 'relationships' and yes people represent themselves as they want others to see them, I am quite enjoying my time and 'meeting' new people from all over the place. From Hawaii to South Africa and to Europe. It's an amazing thing Twitter and how it can bring people from all walks of life together for some fun random conversations.
Well, my friends, that's it for now. I must stop fighting sleep and go snuggle with my pillows. I can only be the Best me for me, before I can be the Best me for you...
Now, since my pending divorce I've added another Twitter account that is 'public'. I basically will tweet the same stuff on one and RT to my other. But not always. I say stuff on one that I don't on the other. I don't have over lapping 'followers' so its not too big a deal. I started my other account maybe a few months ago and had about 30 something followers until a week and a half ago. I like to cruise the trending topics to see what people are saying, or the 'nearby' and see what people around me are talking about. I like to chat and make comments. I can be sarcastic and witty, or I can be sympathetic and deep. It really is what ever random thing that pops into my head.
I have reached over 125 'followers' and have tweeted almost 2,000 tweets. Now I do intend to follow everyone following me and send a DM(direct message) to them to thank them for following me. I do send out a mass tweet to thank everyone at once which I guess would be sufficient but I like to add a personal touch to things.
Side note: every time I say or think 'followers', I think of an occult or something of that nature. These people are interested in what i may have to say and may like something I've commented on or posted from another source. Very neat!!
Anyways, even though this is all cyber-space 'relationships' and yes people represent themselves as they want others to see them, I am quite enjoying my time and 'meeting' new people from all over the place. From Hawaii to South Africa and to Europe. It's an amazing thing Twitter and how it can bring people from all walks of life together for some fun random conversations.
Well, my friends, that's it for now. I must stop fighting sleep and go snuggle with my pillows. I can only be the Best me for me, before I can be the Best me for you...
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