Why I should probably drink more, reason # 2

Conversation with my husband re: budgeting.

Husband: You know, you are not going to be able to make those trips to Starbucks anymore.

Me: And you won't be able to go to the deli for a sandwich every day.

Husband: Oh, that ends up saving us money.

Me: Wha?

Husband: Yeah, when you add it up, it costs less for me to get a sandwich than to make one at home.

Me: Let's see... $4.49 for a loaf of bread, multiplied by 18 slices is .26 cents a slice; a carton of sliced turkey is $4.79, let's say you use a quarter of the carton for a sandwich, that's a buck twenty. Throw in some condiments, let's call it $2.00 total. How is this less expensive than buying one at the deli for $5.00?

Husband: Using processed meat? That is costing me my health? No thank you. I'd rather not die.


I'm not making this shit up folks. This is verbatim. How do you argue with that kind of logic?
You drink more.

Why I should probably drink more, reason # 1

Two of my favorite bloggers, Marinka and Shallow Gal, recently created a new blog called Secret Spineless Whine. I posted a little whine of my own, and it gave me inspiration for a periodic post on my own blog... "why I should probably drink more".

As I've mentioned on this blog from time to time, I don't really drink all that much. There are a couple reasons for this. First, I don't really need it to lower my inhibitions. For the most part, I don't have a lot of inhibitions. I'm not saying that I'm running the streets naked, but I wouldn't hesitate to karaoke in front of a large crowd of people without so much as a beer. Secondly, I am pretty much scared crapless of taking care of toddlers with a hang-over. Me being the one who is hung over, not the toddlers. Although I don't even want to think about what a toddler would be like with a hang-over.

So, here's my whine.

My husband is unable to take out the recycling, because it's "crunch time" for him right now at work.

It occurred to me sometime later, that this may be a good reason for me to start drinking more. And there are others. And it's going to be fun telling you about them periodically.

Side note: After I wrote this post, my husband went and took out the recycling. It may or may not have had something to do with my looking at him like he was speaking a different language when he said that. Either way, I need to give him credit. You know, just in case he reads this.

I do not heart Facebook

I broke down and joined Facebook about a month ago, at the incessant encouragement of my friend Lish. I friend'ed a few people, and pretty soon other people friend'ed me. A few from childhood, a few from High School, a few from college, many that I work with, some family, a couple from the blogshere... All in all, a pretty eclectic group of folks. For the most part - not a group of people that you'd find partying together at the same place. I'm thinking probably not all that exciting for them to check out my Facebook page, seeing as most of them don't even know each other.

I don't get it.

Granted, it's been fun reconnecting with people. I enjoy seeing every one's pictures. The status updates are pretty funny sometimes.

But, I just don't understand what the point is.

Do I need to know when people become fans of something? I mean, I'm a big fan of dark chocolate, but I bet it doesn't change your life to know that. And what is with all these drinking requests? I don't even drink that much in real life, why would I want a bunch of fake internet drinks? Besides, I get nervous every time I attempt to accept one of these requests, and Facebook asks me if I'm ok with it pulling my profile information, photos, my friends' info, and other content that it requires to work... why the hell does it need all that crap just so that my socalledfriend can give me some kind of crazy drink that I can't even actually consume? Then there are the quizzes and games I've been invited to. They look like fun, but when am I supposed to find the time to do those? Blogging is already keeping me up later than I should be most times.

Then it keeps suggesting people for me to be friends with. Is the point to see how many people want to be your friend, because I got enough of that in High School, and frankly - I wasn't that good at it back then either. One of these people that it keeps wanting me to friend, is someone from work that I can not stand. The last thing I want to see is his stupid face every time I log into Facebook. And what do you do when someone sends you a friend request that you are not all that thrilled with being friends with. I can't help but feel rude to just ignore them, so I end up just accepting. Does that make me a Facebook whore?

And how often am I supposed to be updating my status? It currently says that I'm "now leaving work...TGIF", which is clearly now outdated. I feel like I should update it, but really don't have anything to say. Not to mention that every time I go to do a status update, I think about all the people that will read it. Maybe I don't want soandso to know that I'm watching The Bachelor, when I told them that I had something really important to do tonight. Even though it is important to evaluate how pathetic women can actually be in the hopes of marrying a man they are convinced they have fallen in love with based on reputation alone and the fact that so many other women are in a feeding frenzy for said man. I need to keep up, so I can get in on the post-show conversation at work. That's important.

So Lish, thanks a lot, but I am not loving Facebook.

Post script... My very good friend Lish felt this post made her sound like "some idiot Facebook fanatic". Let me go on record to say that she is definitely not some idiot Facebook fanatic. The girl does not even have internet at her house. So she's really some no-internet-access-at-home idiot. I mean really, who does not have internet access at home? She calls it self control. I call it just plain crazy. Truly Lish, you know I jest! The thing that sent me over the edge, and inspired this post, was a certain "friend" of mine who has been clogging up my Facebook home page with his constant status updates - I'm talking like every hour. I don't really want to know what this person is doing once a year, much less every freaking time I log onto Facebook. So, please don't take this post personally. It's not you. It's me.