Showing posts with label Facing Facebook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Facing Facebook. Show all posts

Monday, July 28, 2008

Facebook (Part Deux)

 
Let's lighten things up a little shall we?  It's been a bit heavy over here at Fun & Games, and probably the best way to get us back on track is to once again let you all know how I am able to make an a** out of myself doing the most basic of things...

But, before moving on, I want to thank all of you for your support vis a vis my troll as well as your amazing compassion regarding my post on miscarriage... your comments truly touched me... I wish I had known you all years ago.



Well, hahahaha on me because I totally went and searched for every person who ever took me to a movie and cheap dinner and although it was a little pathetic that I couldn't remember many last names... I sat in front of my laptop thinking, "Oh, that cute guy from Texas, J... something, that I dated the entire first half of freshman year in college... or, what was the name of that guy who took me to the ballet for my 21st birthday... John? Jim?  Seriously, did they not make an impression or is it early dementia?  Too bad I didn't have a blog back then, at least I'd have some record of what I was up to...

Anyhoo, I emailed one of my high school boyfriends whose full name I could remember and who is now a f*cking minister in Washington, and I was all, Hey, hi!  It's 1986, want to go to my Jr. Prom?  And then I said nice things about the child sitting on his lap in the photo and mentioned I was married with a passel of children and asked after his parents (because my momma raised me right) and of course, has he replied?  Nyet!

Totally dissed by the Junior year love interest.

Smackdown, Facebook style!

No wonder I broke up with him (I think... maybe he broke up with me?) and started dating his best friend (whom, I might add, still calls me for lunch and occasional gossip sessions).

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Facebook, Do I Look Stupid To You?

Months ago I signed up for and got myself a shiny new Facebook account... after all, how could I miss out on the opportunity to connect with people I went to high school and college with and didn't like enough then to stay in touch?

Seriously, the only friends I have on Facebook are people I know and talk to now... like my neighbor and the woman I carpool with.

I did nothing to gussy up my profile. There is a big question mark where a photo should be and the only information is my name and "network".

Imagine my surprise to check my email the other day and see that via the Facebook account, I have received an email... from my husband's high school girlfriend!

Zowie! The magic of the Internet!

She was very chummy and wanted to know if I was indeed married to a man named Hugh whom she dated back in '87 and if so was he going to their school's multi-year reunion this summer and could I give him her email and tell her all about his life?

And I was all, hellz-NO.

Let me be frank, I am still semi-in touch with few old boyfriends... actually, they keep in touch with me, not vice versa and not daily emails or weekly lunches, but in touch... and when we talk it's the talk of people who knew each other prior to being married, being parents, having mortgages, cellulite, and sciatica. It's talk through rose colored language and I know when they look at me they see themselves as 20 something young men with nothing but opportunity and freedom and the ability to stay up past 11:30.

Do I need my husband having these conversations?

Am I jealous? Am I paranoid? Am I controlling?

Probably a little of all of the above.

However, and this is total truth, if he did want to catch up with her, I wouldn't have had more than like 3, ok 10 minutes worth of twinge about it... because part of the reason I still chat when called by my exes is because they were important to me at one time and that isn't insignificant.

I did tell Hugh and showed him the email and... you would have thought I was trying to discuss last week's Army Wives as opposed to this voice from his past. I think he was secretly pleased, but you know, smart enough to act blase.

Men! Oh, he's cool my man.

And me, all wound up.

What he wanted to know was, What the hell is this Facebook that people can track you down?

And I was like, Don't you want to see her photo? Don't you want to talk about this? Let's analyze this until next Thursday!

Of course I am being a total hypocrite because I think I have Googled every guy I ever even had a date with, let alone was in a relationship with and then I call my girlfriends we gossip like a bunch of house cats.

So tell me, do you Facebook/My Space/Google your exes? And would you email their spouse as a way to reach them?