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It’s so tempting. So alluring. So inviting. FACEBOOK.

I remember when I first heard about it. Was it, what, three years ago? Josh’s friends asked us if we’d heard of Facebook — “omigosh, you guys, it is so addictive.” Soon, all my friends and family (minus my parents who, sorry it’sgrandma, have no clue about social media, let alone INTERNET, let alone COMPUTER) were on Facebook. But, not me.

From that first day I heard about it, I swore I’d never sign up. “I have a blog,” I’d tell people, “Isn’t that enough internet presence? Plus, if I wanted to stay in touch with EVERYONE I’ve ever known, I’d call them up, or we’d BE FRIENDS NOW.”

Now I add to that: “I have a blog, and I’m on TWITTER. Isn’t that enough internet presence?”

But, then, this morning I go for Starbucks chai tea lattes tea with my friend Eden Spodek — PR/social media guru/BARGAINISTA par excellence — and she makes me believe (ME) that I may want to be on Facebook. Apparently, I need a page for “Haley-O” and a “Fan Page” for “Cheaty Monkey.” I have no idea what either of these things are. Me, freshly self-proclaimed lover of social media.

So, do I? Or don’t I? Must I?

Do I need the added TIME SUCK? Do I need the added PRESSURE (how many friends do YOU have)? Do I need PEOPLE I’D RATHER FORGET reconnecting with me and finding my blog? Do I need all the “I TOLD YOU SO”s I’ll be hearing when/if I finally succumb? Is it worth it? Necessary? Should I? Do I? Must I?

To help you think better, here’s a picture of Minden and me in bed together — for you to meditate on, of course….

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I had Josh take this picture, by the way — just to rub it in. Because he MUST be so jealous that I have such a furry cuddler in my life. Lucky me, I tell you. I love this cat. Facebook? Yay or nay?

Love!

xo Haley-O