Friends R Friends 4Ever

A couple of months ago, Husband joined Facebook. (Not sure why, but he did.) Over the Christmas break, he has been inundated with “friend requests.” I was starting to feel very unfriendly and pathetic…so I decided to join Facebook myself. I sent my first “friend request” to Husband. At first, he hesitated…said he had enough friends. When I explained that my friendship came with exclusive benefits, he gave in. I was thrilled to receive three email requests the next day…I was off and running. I have enjoyed exploring the features of Facebook and searching for old friends. There are a couple of things, however, that are causing me problems.

First, the omnipresent question at the top of the page…”What are you doing right now?” I find that quite intimidating. “I am avoiding work and playing on my laptop.” Duh! I am not really sure how to respond to this question. I am not sure that honesty is the best way to go. “I am in my pjs, hiding in my cottage and dreading returning to civilization.” Sounds a bit Unabomber-ish to me. “I have a raging migraine and am hopped up on painkillers.” Who wants to be friends with a whiner? I could go with the world impact approach…”I am finding a cure for the common cold and brokering peace in the Middle East.” But, my kids have the sniffles and have been bickering all week…not real likely. I also considered a Proverbs 31 approach…”I just finished baking bread and sorting the recyclables, now I am going to change the oil and rotate the tires on the cars.” Anyone who really is my friend will know that is totally false and check my profile picture to confirm my identity…which leads me to my second problem.

I could not figure out what to use for my profile picture. I tend to avoid having my picture taken…they usually don’t turn out in my favor. The default icon on Facebook was very slimming, but did not reflect my recent color job. I bribed Son #1 to take my picture this afternoon. I told him he would he would get extra if he made me look good. I am not sure he understood what that meant, but he did his best. Hopefully, the picture is clear enough to help long lost friends identify me, but not scare them away.

So far, Husband has more friends than me, but it is just a matter of time. I have only just begun!