Sayonara, Twitter!! I Won't Miss You When You're Gone

I did it.

I deleted my Twitter account. Twitter did nothing wrong, seriously. I just couldn’t hack it, and didn’t have any more energy to put into Twitter. Because, you know, Mi Vida Loca. My life is not my own.

So shoot me.

Eric likes Twitter. Suzy loves Twitter. VodkaMom freakin’ rocks at Twitter. Of course, that heifer rocks at everything. But I enjoy her blog posts so much more.

Me? I can’t figure it out, this Twitter thing. And I got tired of being followed by wanna-be porn stars. I had to block them all the time. (Get a freakin’ room and leave me alone already. I got me some man, I promise! And he's awesome!)

I admit it...though I work for one of the greatest technologically savvy companies of all time, I’m just not Twitter-savvy. I don’t think I want to invest the time to be Twitter-savvy. Though my friends consider me the queen of one-liners, I just can’t make it work on Twitter. I don’t really have the time.

I prefer the story. The written word. The funny anecdote that’s more than a sentence long. Something I can savor. Taste for a while on my tongue before I digest it. I don’t think a Twitter post will ever make me wanna go read it again and again...or cry. Or laugh until I cry. Or circle in my brain for hours. Or cause me to cry out your name to God because you're hurting, or to praise Him.

But bloggers, now, that's another story! The Irish at Irish Gumbo? He's a prolific writer - blows me away. He's been through it lately, and he keeps on going. I like that. Braja at Lost and Found in India? She constantly amazes me, and has shown tremendous strength through the last year as well. And that Jilly at JillJillBoBill? She is one seriously funny chick (when she blogs, ahem, Jill??) and she's become like a sister to me. There are many more of you I'd list, but...I have an early breakfast date!

As for my personal posts, well, that’s just how I debrief. Breathe. Heal. And ThatManILove likes “my voice”, as he calls it, in my posts and in my more serious writing. Good enough for me.

Throughout my day, as things occur, I wonder how I can translate them into the written word, and keep my life as entertaining for you as it is for me.

So call me old. Decrepit. Behind the times. I barely watch television or listen to the radio. I get my news on...(gasp!) blogs! Seriously. The news got so depressing, and their perspective so twisted, it was killing me. And if something truly newsworthy happens, I can count on bloggers to let me know. Music? On XM Radio or iTunes.

And the 365 posts challenge thing? A personal number, set merely to keep me writing regularly...and mostly reading your blogs. I’m almost a month into it, and I’m just now catching up enough to read your blogs on a regular basis again. Getting back into the drill of it. Because I’ve found this blogging thing is all about relationships. A give and take type of deal. And I like that.

I treasure your comments, relish your stories...but mostly, it’s all about friendship. Your friendship.

I love having you for friends. So shoot me.

Home Away From Home - Check Out The View!

We drove into Ruidoso, and utilizing the directions give to us, promptly got lost. We finally stopped and asked directions, and found the house. It’s a brand new house, beautifully decorated and furnished, in a brand new subdivision. It’s pretty remote, sits on about 10 acres, paved roads with all the amenities. We’re 5 minutes from town, but who wants to go to town? Not me. And I haven’t. We will this afternoon, finally, but ThatManILove has been content to let me lounge around and be a couch potato.

These pictures are what I saw when I woke up yesterday morning. Sweet. And then, I went out on the porch. There are no hummingbird feeders, but I was being swarmed in a cool, friendly way by tiny green hummingbirds. Awesome.

I think we're going to see if we can secure it for Christmas. Ready to spend a Christmas in the mountains, Elder and Younger Sons?