Not that I'm counting
So, I've been on Facebook recently.
Frequently, actually, but I haven't quite got the hang of it. I click on Friends' profiles, read their stuff, then browse through their Friends. And I've noticed some things that may warrant further study. Feel free to run with this.
In rough order of frequency (that I've observed, anyway):
- younger people (younger than me, anyway), often use pictures of themselves in party situations. The younger they are, the more likely it seems that their picture includes someone else, often hugging, or with arms draped on each other's shoulders.
- people with kids (both men and women) often use pictures of themselves with their kids. Not always with another parent. Sometimes just the kid/s.
- people between the party and child-bearing stages seem to use wedding pictures.
- animals get used too: either in pix with their people, or in place of them.
- some people use what appear to be very old grad photos, school photos or other pictures from their childhood.
- some people use photoshopped or otherwise manipulated photos of themselves.
- cartoon characters appear in roughly 10 percent of the profiles I've seen. Most often: Simpsons characters; sometimes: South Park.
- I've seen the occasional scenic shot, only sometimes with people in them.
- there's one woman out there using a shot of the front of her Friends t-shirt. While she's wearing it.
If you do run with this, let me know what you find out.
Congratulations to Richard and Bushra, proud parents of Summer Sitara Dickson. Baby Summer arrived at 5:45 pm Monday, July 16.
Richard says, "Mother and baby are both doing fantastic. Summer is 8lbs. 6oz. and 20 inches long. Ouch. She has lots of black hair and black eyes and purple skin. That last one we figure will clear up any time."
Brett was thrilled when he found a pencil in the drawer in my office. He came in with me last night after dinner to help hang some pictures. I needed the pencil to mark the spots for the nails.
And it was a way to spend a half hour in air conditioning. Have you heard? It's hot here.
So, last night Brett said, "When I get big, I'm going to be an artist."
Randy and I shared a look and told him that was great. Then we reminded him that there are so many possibilities: he could be a doctor, lawyer, dentist -- anything he wants!
He waved his hand in the air and said, "Hi! I'm Doctor Brett!"
My boys of summer
Brett was grumpy when he got up on Tues. Then I told him Daddy would be home with him all day.
"Daddy? Really? Thanks Mommy!" he said and then ran up to jump into bed with him.
Little does he know that that will the pattern of his summer days. I'll get up and get ready for work. If he gets up I'll give him breakfast. If not, he and Daddy will have breakfast later. Or go for coffee. Or one of any number of other Fun Summer Activities.
As long as they save some of the fun for weekends so I can play too.