Showing posts with label Social media. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Social media. Show all posts

Sunday, September 05, 2010

Time to choose? Blogging or Facebook?

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Last weekend, when I went to my 35th high school reunion and visited with extended family, I both Facebooked (it’s a verb!) and blogged the experiences.  Facebook updates were fast and easy, while blogging took more time.  Since the information and the photos were essentially the same, it really felt redundant.

I used to blog quick single thoughts, like this and this and this, but these days I use Facebook for that.  I don’t use Facebook for recipes or for long rants or raves or for deeply introspective writing – but for some reason that I can’t really pinpoint (other than simply being busy), I don’t write those posts anymore – though I wish I did.  I miss writing, of the really writing sort.

So I’m befuddled: should I continue to make an effort to blog often (it’s never really been an effort until recently!), should I let my blog die a natural death, or should I do something in-between?  (Like what?)

Are you a social media addict who’s been faced with this predicament?  What did you decide, and why?  Do you have any advice for me?

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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Embarrassing moment #725: In which I meet Pioneer Woman. Twice.

When was the last time you had a day containing two blog-worthy embarrassing moments?

(Don’t answer that.)

As if it wasn’t embarrassing enough to mistake a total stranger (up close) for my husband this morning, I had to go and make a blunder of public-address-system proportions at the Pioneer Woman’s book signing in Seattle today. 

Yes, folks, I met Pioneer Woman today – twice.

I had picked up tickets a few days ago for Kat and I to attend Ree Drummond’s book signing, so we were in a relatively early group of fans and we only had to wait an hour or so to reach the front of the line.  When it came our turn, we giddily (OK, Kat was totally relaxed; I was giddy!) handed the book “Pioneer Woman Cooks” to one bookstore helper and my camera to another.  Ree greeted us and chatted US up for a few minutes, acting as if she had all the time in the world to spend with us. She was just as I’d imagined – funny, sweet, extraordinarily kind, and genuinely interested.  I mentioned that we had two things in common – being redheads (“But I pay for mine these day,” I admitted, and she quickly admitted, “Oh, me too!”) and that we started our blogs in the same month and year, to which I added that “I don’t have a bookstore of people waiting in line…"  (Why do I blurt out such things?!)

We then posed for a few pictures with our new best friend, Pioneer Woman, aka PDub, aka Ree Drummond:

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(Was I embarrassed?  Well, yes, I was.  But more than that I was mid-hot flash!  Seriously.)

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(Kat with Pioneer Woman, from whom she learned so much about both photography and cooking.)

And then we left.

The end.

Only NOT.

After we walked away from the “staging area,” I put down the newly signed book so I could check the photos that had just been taken.  Not that I would have gone back, had they not turned out and asked poor Ree to do it all again.  I was just curious… and impatient.  We  gushed over the photos and left the store.  That was fun, we decided.

And then, in the parking lot, Kat asked if she could see the book Ree had just signed.

“Sure…”

Oh, crap!

I had set the book down and walked away!

We hurried back into the bookstore and I headed back, against traffic (how embarrassing) to the staging area. 

I tried to get the store worker’s attention as unobtrusively as possible.  Really, I did.  But it was Ree who looked up first.

“I, um, think I left my book here.” (Because at that point, I hadn’t remembered where I left it.) 

An all-points bulletin for my missing book ensued with - I kid you not - an announcement on the PA system, to the hundreds, if not a thousand, people squeezed into the bookstore. (How embarrassing!)

“Pioneer Woman fans!  We seem to have a missing book.  If you could all check your books and if you have one with a dedication to ‘Carol and Kat’ please bring it to the information desk.  I repeat…”

(Oh god, must you…?)

Ree was so incredibly sweet, genuinely concerned, and even offered to buy and sign another book for me!  As you can imagine, my girl crush swelled ten-fold at that moment!

Upon the suggestion of the bookstore worker, I went back to the information desk, hoping someone would turn in the newly signed book.  And, it turned out, someone had!  (Seattle – the land of polite people.) 

I scooped it up and we began to head out the door, when I stopped and told Kat that I really need to go back and thank the people at the staging area, letting them know that I’d found the missing book.

I again made my way against traffic again (how embarrassing!) and as unobtrusively as possible (really!) showed my book to the bookstore worker, mouthing “thank you.”

Then Ree looked up and said, “Yay!  You found it!”  And then… she picked up her own camera…

…and took a picture of me with my lost-and-found book! 

And THEN!  She motioned to Kat, who was standing off to the side, to join me in another picture!

Ree didn’t have to be so incredibly concerned, so amazingly generous, and so very kind.  Really – she could have easily ignored the whole mini fiasco.  But she didn’t. She really IS as nice as she seems on her blog!

Thank you, Ree…. my friend! 

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Mr. and Mrs. (via Skype!)

My dad and MaryLou got married this afternoon! Unfortunately, we weren’t able to make the trip to Ashland, Oregon because of kids’ school schedules, distance constraints and other factors that made our presence there impossible. But thanks to Skype we were almost as good as there, lighting a candle with family and friends and toasting to the happy couple.

It was a brief and beautiful ceremony. Dad and Lou each read the same poem to each other (Rilke, I think) – Dad in German and Lou in English. I’ve rarely seen my dad choked up, but he definitely was! I’m sure that what goes through an 81-year-old groom’s and a 77-year-old bride’s mind during their wedding ceremony is vastly different than what goes through 20-somethings’ minds. They’ve done this before – both relatively successfully – and they know what marriage means in ways that no young couple could ever know!

Dad and Lou, I love you both and wish you continued bliss for many years to come!

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Friday, July 17, 2009

I’m all lumpy-throated

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140 characters of defiance

I used to blog short tidbits regularly. Then came Twitter and FB status updates and they monopolized short tidbit posts. So I’m defiant!

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

"Facebook-Friending" Your Own Kids

I'm a social media whore. I'm a 52-year-old MOMMY social media whore -- which means that my own kids are my friends on Facebook. What does that mean, you ask?

It means this:

Aleks' accompanying Facebook status when he posted this photo was "Aleks is considering a career in hip-hop." Obviously!

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There's Aleks, da playa man:

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And Kat, the flirty girl:

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Elisabeth the other flirty girl (granted, this photo is with CJ, her wonderful SO... but she's still a flirt!):

(Yes, both my daughters come by it honestly. Did I ever mention that I was a total flirt in high school? I didn't? Hmmm... wonder why I forgot to ever mention that little tidbit?!)

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There's Peter the co-pilot...

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And Peter the (oh gawd... guardian angel, hear me now!) motorcyclist:

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(Peter, my extreme sports enthusiast, has indeed mentioned to me that, while I'm constantly warning him to be careful and to not be reckless, I am the one who broke my ankle just by stepping out my front door.)

Sometimes I find photos of my kids on Facebook and I steal them!

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And some pictures are just downright silly. (Is the "fruit-in-mouth" thing the latest "YO!" look?!)

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Now, of course, some disclaimers are in order. Here we go:

  • I obtained verbal or written permission from each of my kids to post these photos. Really, I promise -- I did!
  • I never comment within Facebook on my kids' Facebook photos or profiles. I learned my lesson on that one the hard way when Peter posted something about karate and I wrote on his wall that he was THE cutest five-year-old karate student and does he remember the picture of him in that adorable outfit with the yellow belt?! So... not cool, it turns out!
  • Regarding photos containing alcoholic beverages: all were drinking legally in whatever country the photo happened to be taken in. In other words, some of these photos were taken in Canada. I'm just sayin'... (and I'm not clueless).

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