I recently got hooked up on Facebook. It's fun, sort of. I have the usual friends, the ones I see on a regular or semi-regular basis. But, I am also gathering friends that I haven't seen in AGES, like 25 years or MORE! It's a little weird. Especially because it is a weird way to "run into someone", on "the wall". They say, "Hey! Are you the girl I went to Eastview Elementary with?", and I say, "Yep, that's me.", and then we type meaningless chatter back and forth for about 60 seconds. It's not about the people, I love the people. It's about the lack of real connection in our new world. This is what I would love to happen; I am walking down the street one day, whistling a merry tune, maybe I just came from the grocery which is just around the corner (it really is just around the corner) and I run into one of my old friends. She stops me and says, "Holy Hollywood, are you Danette, from Eastview Elementary?!", and I say, "Lori?! OMG! (I wouldn't actually say OMG) How wonderful to run into you like this.", and then we wander into the corner coffee shop that we are standing in front of and we catch up properly with coffee and cherry pie and we lose track of time because we are talking about alllllllllllllllll of the stuff we have been doing for the past 25 years and then I realize that I still have my groceries and my ice cream has melted and my lettuce has wilted and I say, "I have to get home, but why don't you come by for dinner tonight and bring your family?" and she says, "I'd love too."..........................wow, now that would be cool. But, she lives all the way over on the other side of the country and so, until I get a chance to go back home and visit, Facebook is it. I will check out her profile and leave comments about how cute her kids are and she on mine and other long lost friends will come out of the closet to say hello and so on and so forth.
And I will still carry my Blackberry every where I go, because I couldn't bear to miss that e-mail from Lillian Vernon telling me about her new clearance sale.
And my girls will still Tivo Max and Ruby so they can watch a little before bedtime.
And my husband and I will still IM each other sweet nothings.
And I will still check weather.com every morning to see if I need a sweater instead of walking the 20 feet to the front door.
And I will still blog in hopes of making new friends out there in the blogosphere.
But, man, cherry pie and coffee sure does sound good.
