Why I heart Facebook
I've been a member of Facebook since January of 2004. Back in the "old days", it was only used by college students. Since that time, Facebook has helped me get a boyfriend, get job interviews, get advice, and even get some extra cash. When used wisely, it can be a wonderful asset as a networking tool.
Although that relationship that began via a Facebook poke is now a horrible memory I wish I could erase, I don't blame Facebook. It wasn't Facebook's fault. Facebook was just being itself. It truly was a "it wasn't you (Facebook), it was me" situation.
Thanks to my videos, a potential employer saw my impressions of Sarah Palin and called me in for a interview to work at a radio station. Although I received an offer, my job at the time wouldn't allow the transfer, but it's still a cool connection that was formed - through Facebook.
The junk that collected dust in our back closet is now in the homes of people who appreciate them. Plus, we now have cash in our pockets - thanks to Facebook.
When I was trying to get pregnant, when I was pregnant, and now that I'm raising a child and trying to not look like I was pregnant, Facebook is here. I'm a better mother to my child because of the people I connect with. On Facebook.
What's next for my Facebook and me? A page for my blog of course! I want to connect with more people and help others connect with each other. Plus, I can post random anecdotes there and not clutter up the joint here.
So go here: http://www.facebook.com/HousebrokenMom
and click "like" so I feel liked.
Although that relationship that began via a Facebook poke is now a horrible memory I wish I could erase, I don't blame Facebook. It wasn't Facebook's fault. Facebook was just being itself. It truly was a "it wasn't you (Facebook), it was me" situation.
Thanks to my videos, a potential employer saw my impressions of Sarah Palin and called me in for a interview to work at a radio station. Although I received an offer, my job at the time wouldn't allow the transfer, but it's still a cool connection that was formed - through Facebook.
The junk that collected dust in our back closet is now in the homes of people who appreciate them. Plus, we now have cash in our pockets - thanks to Facebook.
When I was trying to get pregnant, when I was pregnant, and now that I'm raising a child and trying to not look like I was pregnant, Facebook is here. I'm a better mother to my child because of the people I connect with. On Facebook.
What's next for my Facebook and me? A page for my blog of course! I want to connect with more people and help others connect with each other. Plus, I can post random anecdotes there and not clutter up the joint here.
So go here: http://www.facebook.com/HousebrokenMom
and click "like" so I feel liked.
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