Valentine's simplified. That was our goal three years ago when Mr. P and I agreed to exchange only chocolates. In the midst of a a holiday and special occasion whirlwind of Christmas>>Anniversary>>Valentine's>>My Birthday, the pressure for a constant stream of thoughtful gifts took all the fun out of giving and receiving. Simplifying our Valentine exchange has alleviated the stress and we've had sweet Valentine success that we both look forward to.
Here's my recipe for a relaxed Valentine's at home. TGIV!
I'm currently shooting a 30 part instagram series that I'm tagging #onmycommute. I snapped this last night on the 49 inbound and I love it for so many reasons - beautiful city hall, the reflection in the window, the pride lights. It was a little bit of magic after a long day and a stressful bus commute.
Then today, I had a little afternoon palette cleanser fun with these Ryan Gosling earrings sighted on Muni.
Today marks the 10 year anniversary of Facebook, the social media site formerly known as The Facebook. If you were a college student back then, you might remember a young crop of knock-offs sprouting from the fertile soil of college students with high speed Ethernet connections. Wow, so fast. Within weeks of The Facebook going live, our little school IT administrators were putting the kibosh on "The Bucknell Facebook," and acting crotchety about privacy rights.
A week or two after that I was on the phone with Mark Zuckerburg interviewing him for a newspaper article on his site. I was trying to sort out who exactly invented the idea of a facebook and what it all meant. If I could find the article buried deep in my box of memories two feet deep in the linen closet, I could tell you if we were even using the term "social network" back then. I doubt it.
I had no idea who I was talking to. I had no idea the site was going global. I had no idea that in 10 years, I would be loathing its very existence with every baby announcement, tom-fool-look-at-me status and incessant jibber jabber. I had no idea that I would be living a stone's throw from Zuckerburg in a city forever changed by its invention.
I joined Facebook the day I returned to campus for my senior year, Aug. 26, 2004. Bucknell was maybe the 30th school or so the site was released to. It felt prestigious. It felt cool. And for a little less than a year, it was both.
Melinda - I am already your friend! You show up on my list and I see myself on yours...singletons rock!
The first thing ever written on my wall.
I spent that year silently observing, stalking and curating a clever profile. It was the new phone hang-up without the repercussions that caller-id had brought about. I checked out and was (hopefully) checked out. I was soiling the exclusive Ivy-league waters, which I didn't realize until I felt the waters had been soiled by other, lesser schools. Schools without any ivy on their campuses whatsoever. Hrmph.
My first picture posted to Facebook in 2007 (having a digital camera was a big deal!)
For the past 9 years, Facebook and my relationship has been complicated. Kids I used to babysit friended me. There was mama drama when our mother's joined. It became one big b*tch-fest married to one big green eyed monster. People went on fasts and gave it up for lent. What was once an alternative to MySpace became MySpace, complete with half-clad, slutty bathroom mirror selfies that I have to manually hide in my feed. In essence, the Salon became the barber shop. It lost it's cool.
Yet, I still check my feed almost daily. I've learned of marriages, babies and deaths. It is my personalized, local newspaper without the newsprint fingertips. There's rallying around the causes I hold most dear like first steps, miraculous recoveries and adopted puppies. My life unfolds over my timeline as I made my relationship Facebook Official and photos of us hoisted in the air during the Hava Nagila were posted hours after my wedding.
No, it's no longer cool. But Facebook is a remnant of the last summer of my youth. I think about it nostalgically, remembering the newness and possibilities. My timeline reflects a life I never would have predicted, and now can't imagine any other way.
I’m a Defense Consultant with a tendency towards pulling office pranks, taking lunch breaks, and drinking Wawa shakes. I’m also an English major with a serious obsession with alliteration and rhymes. While I’m not keeping America safe, I’m priming, sanding and painting. Or increasing our fresh veg intake. Or pontificating on my newly minted status as a wife. All the while, I’m getting myself into Lucille Ball-esque scrapes and making Jim Carey-esque faces. Post-wedding, I’m bringing blogging home to explore renovations, recipes, and reflections.