I swear there are days, when I am tempted to delete Facebook from my computer. Yes, it does keep you in touch with people, and makes it easy to keep up with what is going on. Yes, it is a great way to share pictures, and ideas, and energy. But there is a LOT of not so great stuff passed around, and if you ask me, just plain STUPID stuff.
But there I go, being annoyed again.
Headache is better, but still present. I am seeing improvement though, and I am heeding any and all advice about cooling my heels, and getting better. Believe it....I am.
But back to FB.
There was this picture, of the President, and Bill Richardson and Hillary Clinton. The President does not have his hand over his heart, and the other two do. The mean and denigrating comments on FB were
aimed at this, saying that he refused to do it while the pledge of allegiance was being said. The truth of the matter is HERE
They were actually singing the Star Spangled Banner at the time.
What the hell???? Are people so bored, that they have to FIND things to use against him???
And then take the time to put it on FB. Really?
Grow up is what I want to scream. Start by changing yourself. Be a better person. Work harder. Be kinder. Stop bitching and finding fault, and be part of the solution, not the problem.
Then, someone posted a picture of a cemetery, a military one I am assuming, with an EAGLE sitting on a gravestone. And then a million comments about how touching and meaningful it is.
I'm like.......what? You really believe that an EAGLE came down and sat 2 feet off the ground, on a grave marker? You don't have PHOTOSHOP where you live? Do you live under a bucket????
How about the postings on FB to save a dog, or a cat, from a life of hell???
What, NO COMMENTS?
Whew. I am exhausted.
I have to stay off FB for awhile.
Hey, maybe it's the headache. Or the prednisone.
Or maybe not.
I hope I didn't offend anyone with my rant. But I feel better now.
I am eating everything in sight, thank you Mr. Prednisone.
But walking might keep me from blowing up like the Michelin man.
It was cold this morning, but lovely all the same.
I am listening, to all of you, and to this little voice in my head.
Ah, yes, secondary gain from what life delivers you. Thank you, Spindrift. You are so right on.
And little birds in Florida warning me about my 'risky behavior'. Good friends tell you what you need to hear.
Today, walking along this very bike path, listening to James Taylor singing Walking Man, I thought that probably Roy saved my life 4 months ago. Even though grief is what brought him into my life, losing my sweet Eddie, Roy has moved me to push myself out of my comfort zone. Before he came along, I might have walked 2 miles a week accidentally, a long way from the miles I used to run 20 years ago.
But since June, we have logged in 20+ every single week since. It has not only improved by endurance, and made me feel more comfortable in my own skin, but it has allowed me time to center, and focus.
Time to just be. How often do we do that?
OMG, that is making me so hungry.