I am not a diehard Facebooker.  I visit sporadically at best. 

I view Facebook as socialized busy-bodying.  You can be up in everyone’s business and no one is the wiser (except you of course as you are now fully apprised of what all your Facebook friends are up to in their lives – complete with photographic evidence).  Typically on the weekends I try and check in on some of the Facebook goings-on for at least a few minutes.  It helps me to remember what  having a life looks like.

Today, one of my Facebook friends posted something that cracked me up and I simply must share it.  The friend will remain nameless but here is the status update: "…believes certain people are meant to fall by the waistside. To serve as warnings to the rest of us."  Yeah, I am pretty sure she meant to say wayside, but I am infinitely more amused by the waistside version. 

So dear friends have you fallen by the waistside merely to serve as a warning to the rest of us?  I identify with this state of being and Catherine Aird’s words seem particularly applicable right now, “If you can’t be a good example, then you’ll just have to serve as a horrible warning.”

Call me a horrible warning… and look for me by the waistside – I have fallen and I can’t get up.  🙂

Day one hundred and sixty-one of the new forty – obla di obla da

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