Ghosts of Boyfriends Past

Sometimes it hits you in the strangest moments. You are in mom mode, driving the kids around, putting them to bed after a eating mac and cheese out of box, and then it comes to you. A super vivid dream where you are with an old boyfriend. In my experience, they are usually very warm, the feelings that is, in the dreams. I think it’s natural to want to connect to that part of yourself that has been buried deeper than a parking space at Target.

Facebook Friends? Forget It!

Why do I keep getting roped into these social networking websites? LinkedIn, Facebook… I think I even flirted with Classmates.com. But who am I going to network with? Casting directors? They don’t hire hosts off websites. Friends? Don’t I already email them and talk about getting together, though we never do? Do I really need a site like Facebook to reinforce that we are essentially lonely people on a lonely planet? Guess I do.