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Sometimes I
can get a whole column from just reading my morning dose of Facebook
posts. Thank you friends and family; you
inspire laughs, concern and amazement.
Why is
there a need to add that little bully comment at the end of a nice
thought? Example: “ God loves you. If you don’t share this, your nose will fall
off.”
Do you worry
about that person who is so lonesome the only thing that will help is if
everyone sends them a virtual hug?
I sometimes
have someone ask a garden question.
Granted I’m far from an expert but there is always that one other person
that must challenge anything I suggest to prove the fact that I know
nothing. I'm grateful I’ve given them
their highlight of the day.
If women can’t support each other,
not criticize each other and be an uplifting part of their life – how can we
ever hope for peace on earth?
YOU are an
example to others on social media. No matter if you’re
90 or a teenager. I know it sounds basic
but so many people say and do things without considering someone is watching
and listening and will incorporate that into their future.
Do not
judge:
- A book by its cover.
- A garden by its yard ornaments.
- A woman by how she looks at 5 am.
- A man by his ball cap.
If some of
my friends cooked, baked and ate every recipe they post on Facebook, I would have
some really big friends.
Thankful
the Cubs won as much as they did. In a state that’s
primarily known for it’s high number of convicted government officials, the
honest citizens have been vindicated.
It’s bigger than baseball folks.
I was pulled
into the 21st century when I received and was grateful for virtual sympathy
condolences. It really is “the thought
that counts.”
For a few
of my friends/family, “Throw back Thursday” is a chance to show the world you
were once wrinkle free. I feel your
pain.
I’m
grateful I didn’t try to use letters to replace thoughts – like LOL. At this age, they change before I’ve
mastered it and I’ll look like I’m not into something rather than have
all my grandchildren roll their eyes.
The human
mind is unique and amazing. Even people
who are my soul sisters and roll models have that little quirk that lets me
know they are not me. A blessing for
both of us I’m sure.
Some people
will publically post an opinion on Facebook that they would never write in a
personal note or say to someone’s face.
Monitor
yourself: That moment when you go from
having an opinion to having a soapbox.
I’m
grateful for stories and pictures of towns across the world celebrating their
little claims to fame. Right now I’m
looking at a large parade float in the Netherlands that has a huge DEAD Vincent
Van Gogh in purple flowers. This somehow
reassures me our little Midwest town is pretty darn wonderful.
Boots had no fear and thus no more Boots. |
Sometimes a
family member will post something and I secretly think, “I hope those mind
genes came from the other side of the family.”
There is
evil in this world. It is not running
out of pumpkin or the first frost.
I don’t
need to see graphic horrible for anyone to make a point. I am capable of understanding the gravity of
a situation without that visual.
I seriously
worry about friends and family who post nothing but negative or worrisome
comments and articles. Can’t you be happy
about anything?
I still
don’t understand why someone wants to be “friends” of mine on Facebook when
they don’t bother to say “Hi” in the local hardware store.
Maggie aka Buddy - relaxation at it's best (photo by Kelly L.) |
Have we become
so politically insecure we are forgetting to teach our boys how to be men? I don’t want men to think like a woman, feel
like a woman nor act like a woman. I
want to be able to criticize men for all their own character traits.
Realize
when you post something, I may pray
for you.
Thanks to
“The Old Movie Guy’s Page” on Facebook, I see there are more character actors
who’ve been successful at acting than leading actors. There’s a life lesson in there.
James Bond what do you mean you were reading. |
If the only
thing you post on your Facebook page is Pinterest crafts made out of wine
corks, you may be hiding a problem.
Speaking of such: Has anyone seen
the cute little wine cork reindeers?
Sorry. No really, I don’t have a
problem. Did I say “sorry”?
For all my
family and friends who post beautiful pictures, I thank you. I may not be able to get everywhere beautiful
but you allow me to see places through your eyes and camera.
I am
grateful I know a few really practiced and high quality goofballs.
If you were
born with a cute little perfect nose - good for you. If you were born with what we call a
“distinctive nose” and still rock your attitude – even better.
There’s a
fine line between respecting someone’s right to their opinion and condoning
that opinion.
Gotta go –
someone posted a picture of an endangered turtle dancing on a little kitten
while three babies eat ice cream. Yes, it’s a Facebook morning.
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