Talking About Forks


I'm linking up with two of my verrah verrah favorite girlz, Impulsive Addict and Seriously Shawn, for a fun new meme titled Talk To Us Tuesday.

The purpose of the meme is really simple...just talk...about whatever. Easy-peasy-japanesy, right?!

I figure I'll just use these link-ups to tell you what's on my mind...which could be scary, or weird, or annoying, or (a combination of all three) about sparkly vampires...

Speaking of sparkly vampires, have I told you I'm going to Forks, WA?  If you ask me what's in Forks, WA, I'll slap you...right through this computer.  Don't look at me like that.  I'm serious.  If you don't know, you can Google it.  Then come back and we'll have a nice normal conversation about a lovely place called Forks where sparkly vampires roam.

*day dream with me for a moment*

You guys do realize that I fully expect to have an encounter with Edward...and you do realize how much comforting and consoling I'm going to need if I don't get that right?  So, keep your calendars open for October 2nd at 9:55pm...that's when my plane lands back in Tulsa.

I'm going on another crazy trip where I don't know anybody in real life, except for my travel buddy, Twitter friend turned Twitard bestie, Jiff Simpson.  We're meeting up with a whole slew of Twitards in Seattle.  A lot of them we've met through blogging and Twitter, but we've never met any of them in person.  Fortunately, I've had several of these types of meet-ups and I've always had an amazing time, so I'm say the least. 

I leave in 15 days!!  I could probably tell you the hours, minutes and seconds...but I won't bore you with details.  It's like a pilgrimage to the Promise Land.  I have a check-list a mile long of pictures I MUST take and things I MUST do, but more than anything I hope time slows WAY down the minute I step off that plane in Seattle, so I can enjoy it and soak it all in...and give myself the best chance at shagging snagging a sparkly vampire while I'm there.

Hey, don't look at me like that.  Edward is on my Freebie List!

Want a post card from Forks??  E-mail me your addy!

Hurry over to Impulsive's and/or Shawn's blogs and link to us!


Facebook 202

A few months ago, I wrote a post titled "My Mother Is On Facebook".  In the post, I laid out some Facebook rules and regulations for the somewhat older crowd.  I've spent quite a bit of time on "The Facebook" in my days, so I feel fairly educated and somewhat of a "professional"...completely certified to give a little advice.

So, recently, I dealt out a little bit of that advice to a certain someone on Impulsive's Facebook page.  This guy is an old HS friend of ours and he's new to the social networking world...apparently he's been living in a van...down by the river...and I'm not even trying to be funny.

We tried to be welcoming to him at first, and by welcoming, I mean we made fun of him openly where all of our mutual friends could point and laugh.  What?!  Everyone should be initiated.  It's only fair.

After a couple of inappropriate Wall Posts, I felt it necessary to set him straight...tell him how the cow eats the cabbage...put him on the Facebook straight and narrow.  Besides, the last Wall Post was on my girl Impulsive's profile and I like to watch out for my friends.

This is how the conversation went down.  Names have been changed to protect the innocent...or the guilty, whichever.

LD Stones wrote: Hey there.:) long time huh. i sure remember our good times now it just seems like we're old.:) i seen u and others had somethin to say about what i said to mona. i was drinkin and 1st time I've been in this world plus i just got over a 3yr relationship. longest I've made it since u. i guess i haven't changed much:) how u been? i hear about u every now and again
August 3 at 9:53am Jenny Kate:  Facebook Rule #1 - Do not post stuff like this and expect smart asses like me to leave you alone...'cause it won't happen.

August 3 at 9:54am Jenny Kate:  Facebook Rule #2 - Do Not drink before commenting on someone's page...well, unless your name is *Impulsive Addict* or *Jenny Kate*...then and only then is it acceptable.

August 3 at 9:55am Jenny Kate:  Facebook Rule #3 - To keep the above from happening, use the message button. It'll save you from being heckled and harrassed...HOWEVER, it is not nearly as fun.

If you have some inappropriate Facebookers in your life, pass these helpful hints on and click on the link above to read my original "Social Networking Guidelines for Baby Boomers and Beyond".


Calling Betty Ford

Remember when I used to blog all the time and I had friends...and I got comments and left them comments.  We even would communicate through email...remember?  Yeah, those were the days.

Well, I would love to get back to those days and I'm trying.  Deep down in my heart I'm REALLY trying.  I think about you guys all the time and I think about a MILLION things I'd like to blog about...well, OK, maybe not a million, but a at least 100 or 50.

So, this is my effort to get back to blogging.  I'm here.  And I'm posting.  And maybe you'll comment and maybe I'll visit you and comment...and maybe, just MAYBE I'll get all adventurous and respond to your comment in an email...maybe.

Last week, a couple of my blogger friends who still associate with me, even though I'm not a very good blogger anymore, challenged me to go "unplugged" for 8 hours...EIGHT HOURS.  That's eight hours with no iPhone.  Eight hours without tweeting, facebooking, emailing, or playing games.

You don't really know how addicted you are to those things until you go without.  Let me tell you, I'm addicted...A-D-D-I-C-T-E-D. 

"Betty Ford, how can I help you?"

"Uh, yes...I'd like to check myself in."

So, along with Impulsive, Connie and a few other bloggers; I unplugged.

This is what happened whilst I was not plugged in:

Around 3:15 I went into a comatose state.  I finally came back to consciousness around 4:01.  The feeling of knowing that I was plugged back in was glorious.  I can't describe was like being under water and thinking you weren't going to make it back to the top...and you start swimming feverishly...moving your arms and your legs in rapid motion...your life starts to flash before feel your lungs tightening under the pressure from the lack of's really touch and go...and THEN finally, you break the surface of the water and you take a deep cleansing breath and realize you made it.  Yeah, it was kinda like that, except a tad less dramatic...maybe.

A note to Impulsive and Connie: I'm not signing up for this again.  Next time you guys get a wild hair to go back to 1995 and cut out all social interaction, count me out...unless I can save a starving child in Africa or something equally noble.

Go check out Impulsive's and Connie's posts here: Impulsive Addict and The Young and Relentless

Could you unplug?  Have you unplugged and lived to tell about it?  Do tell.

I miss you guys like a fat kid on a diet misses cake.