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Old Habits Die Hard………..

February 4, 2009

Okay – is it ADHD or Alzheimers or just very simply jet lag – I really am not sure – but somewhere in the middle of that riddle you will find my ailing brain.

I went to the school today and had a meeting. Well, I thought it was just a parent coffee. It turns out that it was a technology seminar on dealing with middle schoolers and technology – well, mostly Facebook. Hmmmm. How close am I sitting to the door? The topic of blogs came up, too. I think my blog is calling. Maybe I should go now. I am a repeat offender. And, no, I did not introduce myself as the Facebooking, Blog-Everyday New Mom in Town. So shhhhh, don’t tell. Let’s just leave it between me, you, and oh yeah, the internet.

Seriously, though, it was interesting. Very interesting. About half of the 6th graders at the school have a facebook page. The school staff was very careful to not encourage or discourage – it is a parenting decision. But they did explain that this is quite simply the way of the world. And letting them try something new while they are still listening to what you have to say – well, that is something to consider. And, when they are a part of the working world, they will need to be able to network on a number of levels – personally  and technologically. Mostly though, Facebook is at least interactive, it is better than watching the idiot box we call t.v.

However, there are pitfalls. Many pitfalls. The main one being that whatever you post has a carbon footprint that will last for at least forever.

One of the moms did offer one tip – let them do it only on the weekends. This means it will not interfere with homework or other school activities. Note to self – weekends only. Good idea.

Bear has not asked to be on Facebook yet – he is still happy with his newly acquired email account – and I am of the parenting persuasion that if he isn’t asking, well I am just not telling. So, we’ll cross that teenage bridge when he brings us to it.

Then I did a couple of other quick things – met the Athletic Director – my kids are really, really missing their sports. Got some info. Then I went to the cafeteria – it turns out the cafeteria has a bakery. Oh, I did not know that. But, I do now.

Then off to the library. I am allowed to check out books at the library. So I got Five People You Meet in Heaven. I mentioned it here and would really like to re-read it.

Then it was time to go. So I go out the to picnic table by the library and earnestly start searching for my keys. Yes, I do mean my car keys. And, yes, I pulled out my wallet and my notebook and was very puzzled as to where I could have possibly left them. Say it with me – possibly the United States. Over there – across that big body of water called an ocean. Perhaps that is where my keys are. If you are new here it might be helpful to know that I don’t have a car – I have a driver. A lovely man named Kahn. He has the keys – yes, in the car. So what I really need is my cell phone – which has been in my hand the whole time. But honestly, it took me about – oh, I dunno – a full minute and a half to realize I might be completely losing my mind.

I am standing the middle of the campus of the very new school my kids are attending with books from the library and bread from the bakery – yes, many, many reminders that I am no longer on U.S. soil – and I cannot find my car keys because they just happen to be at my dad’s house in the United States. I wonder if this is what Ronald Reagan felt like.

8 Comments leave one →
  1. February 6, 2009 12:40 am

    Lola – you might be surprised at how crazy it is here – there are 3 lanes painted on the road but at least 5 lanes of cars, scooters, bicycles, and the occasional cow.

  2. February 5, 2009 1:20 pm

    It doesn’t happen to me 😉 Hahahahahahahahaha! I would be miserable without being able to drive. I don’t care how crazy it is.

  3. February 5, 2009 1:08 am

    Badass – I can assure you, you would not want to drive here!

    Tottsman – it is funny now. Then, not so much. And, yes, I recommend at least being aware of these social networks. They will figure out a way to be a part of them whether we like it or not.

    Josie – I was truly not so crazy about The Shack. I thought it tied up a little too neatly. But, it does address the issues Kearsmom was writing about. That part I did find interesting and do intend to re-read it.

    Girlsmom – hey there – I think we are kindred spirits and mostly because it does happen to all of us. 😎

  4. Girlsmom permalink
    February 4, 2009 1:58 pm

    This blog makes my day–lost keys–emptying purse–really after the cellphone, just didn’t realize it. Kindred spirit–perhaps–or maybe Josie is right and it happens to most of us.

  5. Tottsmom permalink
    February 4, 2009 11:26 am

    Oh, and before I forget, other than reading a few blogs recently I have not clue about(ok, it is here I have to stop and go figure out if it is facepage, facebook, myspace, or mypage) blogging. Since I have a tween daughter I guess I had better go get an education. Do you think we could get the schools over here to give a class like the one you went to?? No? Oh well, guess I’ll go ask a friend.

  6. February 4, 2009 11:22 am

    If it makes you feel any better I have these moments all the time. Most busy women do because we are thinking of so many things at once. Men, well, they only think of one thing at a time . . . and so it usually doesn’t happen to their simple minds. LOL – sorry badass. You would be surprised how many times a 40yo woman will come to my office asking for a dementia test.
    BTW re your post on Kearsmom: guess what book I am currently reading? The Shack. 2 different people brought copies to my office for me (unsolicited) on the same day. HMMM

  7. Tottsmom permalink
    February 4, 2009 11:21 am

    The letters ROFLOL come to mind. I started laughing at “So I go out the to picnic table by the library and earnestly start searching for my keys,” and had to go share it with my husband. Have a great day.

  8. February 4, 2009 6:38 am

    I would have a hard time getting used to not driving my own car. Probably because I get passenger anxiety.

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