The Power of Social Media

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I quit Facebook

I never even looked at snap chat

I love Instagram. Snippets of my days that I can share with our friends and family with out the soap-box that everyone has on platforms such as twitter, Facebook etc., Do you know how unsafe they are? Even one out there with your full name, where you live, what you’re doing, your birthday?! HELLO Identity thieves….Hello intelligence hackers.

I do find it funny how entitled folks feel, and the unhealthy habits the internet has opened up to us. It makes me laugh (while rolling my eyes) and breaks my heart.

I think the most painful is the amount of complaints versus the amount of solutions, and the all the anguish and frustrations instead of spreading love and light.

DO ME A FAVOR AND AT LEAST LIE ABOUT THIS STUFF ON THE INTERNET!

  • Be Married to Brad Pitt or Angelina
  • Be Born in the North Pole
  • For the love of GOD don’t accept random friend requests.

EVEN BETTER…When did you last walk out side to be outside, or plant flowers, or give your time and effort to others, the world, your environment? Grow a garden. Save the bees.

 

I challenge you to a month sans social media. <— could you do it? Would you be willing to give one Saturday to a charity you find appealing?

Please – set the example, grab a latte and give to organization some of your time.

I need a Brownie…STAT

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So I think (and by think I mean I know) I have a sugar addiction, I don’t crave chips or anything salty. When I get hormonal, emotional, or stressed – This b*tch needs sugar.

So today I need to go and try to battle Jared Jewelers and their interpretation of their warranty vs. what they told us. Ahh customer service at it’s finest.

AND the biggest deal today – I’m quitting….I’m a quitter.

Quit what you ask?

Birth control.

WHOA.

THIS IS HUGE

I’ve spent the last 3 decades not wanting to get pregnant. like at all. (i guess the first 2 decades don’t really count) So my internal child feels a sense of freedom and excitment at the possibility of this new chapter of my life, while my internal adult is pretty much freaking out-money/responsibility/obligation/freedom.

So the way I work is to always consider every idea that goes through my head, and ultimately I want this, I want my husband’s babies I want a family and a love that only comes from this adventure. What I fear won’t happen – ever – my husband is amazing.

That does not mean I’m not terrified.

On another note – Remi’s a pain, she won’t just lay down and rest, I have to keep yelling at her, I think she’s going to break herself…Please don’t dog, I need you around.

Todays challenge: Do ONE thing you’re afraid to do. Just try it. – well don’t hug a stranger, they may not like it or they may not wear deodorant.

Love to you all.