Life Isn't Simple... never was apparently - but you'd THINK now that we're settled it would be simpler. After all... we've been at the same elementary for the past 6 years (no, none of the kids have been there that long - but we do have 5 kids so they're working their way through frustrating all of the teachers)
Since I started my computer obsession though I sometimes feel like I'm putting my life into little compartments, sorting out my long-lost facebook friends from my bloggy friends from the people I actually see in real life on a regular basis. Is this bad? I KNOW that some of you BBFFs are there on facebook (although I'd have to I.D. myself if I were to "friend" you since I don't look much like Audrey Hepburn after all)... Sometimes my facebook friends drop by the blog, I have real life friends that read my blog... some of them are also facebook friends - they've crossed all those magical boundaries somehow...
If I had my druthers (and a few million dollars to spare) I'd throw a big party and invite all y'all (one of those places we lived was Wichita - that's where THAT saying comes from) and get my life into one nice BIG box. Family/Friends/People I've Never Met but who are hilarious all getting together for a big shin-dig... And as long as I'm spending Imaginary Funds (ooh, I should run for government office) I'm going to rent out the Taj Mahal and fly us all there - Z could be in charge of the devotional - with Yoga by Firefly, Sher makes great Ginger Cookies, CC can handle the menu... (yes, we'll hire a little help since the budget for said pseudo shin-dig is immense) Shoot - considering that there are a variety of doctors/lawyers/pastry chefs among my family/friends on facebook we could probably live quite comfortably for awhile... especially if I forget to invite the lawyers (Heather, you can still come - just tell him it's a R.S. thing...) Oh, and it's not fancy dress, but Swirl, could you at least wear some matching shoes?
And hey - since some of the insane bloggist friends are participating in another fun event (Blog across America) we can just make the Big Bash the last stop on the tour... (hey you, stop bursting my bubble - I know where the Taj Mahal is!)
Anywho - that's where my brain is this morning - all over the place. (in a slightly less gross way than it sounds)