Until the class reunion. I'm one of those weird people who really like high school class reunions. I can't really explain why I like class reunions, but I do. I like the catching up. I like comparing wrinkles and fat. I like talking about our kids.
But this class reunion was tricky. The ONLY info about it was on a Facebook post. Could I hold out? Could I avoid getting a FB account and still get the info? I finally bit the bullet and joined.
And I liked it. I liked catching up. I liked hearing regularly from friends I had lost touch with, but never meant to lose touch with. And I stopped blogging. Or slowed. Dramatically.
It's not just me, either. Tons of the blogs I used to read, people who posted every single day and apologized when they missed, started missing a lot. And I was behind on my blog reading. And my life is too busy.
But I miss the connection. Now I've lost touch with a different set of friends--the blogging ones.
Darn that Facebook. All of my posts have devolved into one or two sentence remarks like, "Everyone looks better wearing sunglasses." or "I like Fat Boys and Skinny Cows." (Which I posted as a dare from Wendell when we were having an in-depth, intellectually stimulating discussion about ice cream sandwiches.) Seriously. What does this even mean?!?
Alas. Just as the blogging world began to reclaim our societal slide into stupidity, FB has to ruin it.
But don't worry. I'm never going to get a Twitter account. I refuse to follow anyone or look at any Tweets. I WILL hold out.... Please, just don't Tweet about the next high school reunion.