Like a lot of people, I have a Facebook account. Under a made-up name ’cause putting my real name on there would just be too weird.
Mostly, its OK. I like the quick posts on how my friends are doing and its not like an e-mail where I feel obligated to reply.
But sometimes its just plain weird. Strange friend requests from people I’ve never met IRL or on the interwebz. ..and its hopeless for blogging.
But sometimes, its good for getting little gems like this:
Ahh the irony…..
In other news, Something Really Good happened yesterday … with all the Crap going on in my life at the moment I was starting to wonder whether studying a Dip Ed was meant to be… until I did my on-line tute last night and got a LOT of positive feedback including this from the tutor: “Well it seems Amanda blew us all out of the water.”
A pretty good end to a day that had me crying at school drop off when I saw a friend. Crying at home when the ER doctor Miss K saw on Friday *neglected* to… give me a referral or the x-rays which he knew I would need to see the specialist he suggested and then having the hospital basically say that *I* should have known to ask for the documents (stupid fuckknuckles). Arguing with my grief stricken hubby (we’ve since made up).
Update: We are fine – Miss K has dodged an operation and won’t need to be in the cast for the full 6 weeks.
Funeral is being organised for Friday …. the fallout has begun but I haven’t had to bitch-slap anyone so far.
I will no doubt blog about it, ’cause you all know how much I like to spew verbage about stuff that happens in my life.