First there was MySpace - but Melissa says, "Mom, nobody does Myspace anymore". Then Typepad, then Flickr, then Twitter, then there is Etsy, but I don't have one of those, and now Facebook...oh my gosh, Facebook. Facebook was something that my daughters used to keep up with college, and high school friends. Facebook was where they told me to go to look at photos, if I wanted to see what was happening in their world. Facebook - I am now on Facebook - how crazy is that? Ashlee said, "I'm not sure how I feel about you being on there Mom". Lizzy says, "Facebook is for my college friends". When I told her I had just become friends with someone, she said, "they are on there too? Have the quilters taken over Facebook?" As if all of this isn't bad enough, who has time to quilt, or do anything? I'm always checking my email, always checking if someone has written on my wall. The girls would tell me about one of their friends, and I'd ask if they had spoken with them recently...they'd say 'no, they wrote on my wall'. I'm thinking "wrote on your wall, why on earth would someone write on your wall???"...it's a facebook thing Mom. I feel as if I've stumbled into a party that my children are attending, but where I don't really belong. They are much too polite to tell me to leave, but they aren't quite sure why I'm there. Another thing, I'm not automatically their Mom on Facebook, they actually have to confirm that we are related.
If all of this isn't bad enough, you have to learn the right words for everything, I'm embarrased by how many times Lizzy has had to correct me. I told her about something that occurred on TWEETER, she said "It's TWITTER MOM", then I asked her about something on EEEETSY, she said "it's Etsy MOM". But the worst part has to be the Friendship Request - I've been reduce to a 7th grader, trying to figure out why someone hasn't accepted my friendship request, all I can think is...
- "did they get my request?"
- "do you think they've received it yet?"
- "maybe they got it, but maybe they don't like me"
- "why don't they like me? I thought we were friends"
- "OMG if they accept _________'s request, but not mine, I'm just gonna die"
I wouldn't mind looking like I did in the 7th grade, but to think like I did in the 7th grader is a little much.
Oh well, I wonder what the next online social networking thing will be? I can't even imagine...much less keep up.
Cherri