What the heck is up with the facebook addiction? Why do I(and 9 kabillion other people) feel the need to log in and see what trivial...hmmm....'stuff' people are up to. I think it is like the blog...it allows me to escape from the nine million things I should be doing...like homework, housework, parenting. Whatever it is I need people to stop sending me random gifts. I don't need cyber drinks...but you are welcome to send me real ones. I have no more room on my farm for animals...although I like trees...you can harvest them even if you haven't been around in days...those darn crops just die. I like flair...you can send me that...just not the obscene stuff... Forget the eggs, the beads, the assorted other holiday junk...that's like the darn farm gifts...just sad. The notes are fun...especially Mary's. I love looking at the pictures of my high school friends...who all look old like me...some look even older...love that! Hmmm...maybe that's why we all like facebook so much (okay, not ALL of us...Bob and Sally Mae Mander apparently have no time in their busy days for facebook...very sad) it is kind of kid like, fun, random and you get to see your friends and their families and if you don't like someone...you just don't be their friend...okay, that aspect is very appealing...admit it. Yep, that must be it.

And in case anyone cares...I've been kidnapped to Berlin with the Statue of Liberty Play...and I'm not escaping...I think I might like it there!