Tell MEEEE About It Sister!

Today, I'm linking up with Helene for Tell Me About It Tuesday.
 

So, I'm gonna tell you about something that I hold near and dear to my heart.

Facebook.

Are you laughing at me right now?

Stop it.

Facebook is how I first stalked talked to my husband.

It's how I reeled him in with my stolen status updates humor.

Fo real.

The day that I asked him out on our first date {don't judge me, this was like 2009, not 1965. no need to wait around on men}, I updated my status with something along the lines of "Should I or shouldn't I?"

I got several comments telling me to go for it.

They didn't even know what I was talking about and they felt like it was a good idea.

And now, here we are, living happily ever after.

Now, back to facebook.
Cause my handsome husband could be a whole other post of his own. :)

How do you find out about important events?

School closing?

Tornado warning?

So-and-so is knocked up?

Her baby daddy is dating your cousin's brother's aunt?

 

Facebook.

 

How do you figure out how to vote for a president?

Facebook.

Kidding, Kidding. Calm down.

 

But you know what I am beginning to HATE about facebook?

Where the heck did privacy go?

I mean, sure, I can block my mom so she doesn't see everything I post. #totallydid

And sure, I can delete people, or completely make myself nonFBexistant to them if they search for me. #helloexhusband

{too bad I can't hide my blog too......}

But I can't keep fb from doing all these updates.

 

I mean, do I really want everyone to see what I "like"?

Do I really want every Jim Bob Joe to know what article I read?

And seriously, I see you. You, with no life, playing Songpop or whatever it's called on a Saturday night.

And we won't even begin to mention how creepy it is when someone goes back and "likes" a status or picture from two years ago. I mean, exactly how long did you spend on my page?

 

Come on, where's the privacy?

I mean, if I want to facestalk someone, I should be able to do it privately. And don't get confused, by privacy, I totally didn't mean being able to hide your stuff from creepers like me.

I just meant from others. Don't get it twisted.

 

Okay, I'm done ranting about facebook.

I mean, I can't spend long writing this post.

Because if I did that, do you know how long it would take me to catch up on fb? #reallifeproblems

 

Happy Tuesday! {It is still Tuesday, right?}

 

 

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