I love not being on Facebook, and I love not being on it more today than I did any other day. Why? Well, because today my mother joined Facebook.
I love my mom, and before creating her own account she managed to find away to get on Facebook and be in the know about everyones lives. For example, "Did you know Mike and Mel are engaged?" or "Did you hear, Eric got into Columbia Law?" My response was always the same, "Who told you? Facebook?" And her reply always being, "Of course."
But why am I so glad to not be on Facebook now that my mother is on it? Let's think about this logically. Do I really need my mother writing on my wall saying, "Good luck on your interview today, sweetie!!!!!" (all of those exclamation points being no exaggeration). I appreciate that she wants me to do well, but I don't need my whole world knowing that I have an interview. Or how about, "Good night baby, I love you so so so so so so much." Yes, very sweet, but we've already BBMd 20 times before bed, a wall post is just overkill.
So, welcome to Facebook, Mom. Your life is about to more consumed than it already is!
