I love Facebook. NOT.

Gosh, I am a bold faced liar!

Facebook has become my drug of choice these days. I know, I know. I'm a little late at the start. I AM an almost 31-year-old wife & mother of 4, after all. I still have an outdated MySpace page for rootin' tootin' sake.

I am not worried though. I have, for the most part, contacted anyone I could possibly think of that would even recognize my name. There is no shame in that. The more friends I have the better of a person I am. Right?

Well, if that's true, I am a miserable excuse for a human being, because I hardly think that 100 mates is a Facebook record. But, I will admit that it has been nice to reconnect with certain people. Had it not been for the Facebook phenomenon, I'm not sure how I would have gone about tracking down certain individuals that have been near and dear to my heart over the years. For that, I thank thee, Facebook.

Otherwise, I think it is the on-line equivalent to a crappy high-school reunion with a cash bar. And, I should know what that's like. There was a cash bar at my over-priced 10-year reunion, and I was 6.5 months pregnant with Rosie. However, I looked smokin' hot.

Who am I kidding? I was a whale in knee high boots. Hardly a smokin' hot babe does that make. And, quite honestly, I don't think that I've ever looked smokin' hot (I am not looking for any reassurance or validation, here, all you have to do is look at the picture below to know what I'm talking about).

Is that hair on my head or a dead squirrel?

Well, crappy reunion or not, I am going to say it loud & proud,

"I love Facebook, and I am a total and complete loser for it!"

PS In about 2-4 weeks, I assure you I will be done with Facebook.

I hope...

Is there rehab for Facebook addicts?

Don't answer that!